Farmer Kate

Father's Day weekend we drove up to a farm so Kate could see that fruits and vegetables actually come from the soil and not from Trader Joe's. Farmer Kate walked to the other end of the field to examine the other crops. Kate and Mom picking out a head of butter lettuce while doing a kimchi-squat.

Sang-chu, also known as red-leaf lettuce.

Appa presented Kate with a very large bouquet of lettuce.

Though it was a blazing 90 degrees, Kate still found the energy to run.

"Those are funny cucumbers, Momma."

Zucchini.

Peach trees!

The heat finally got to her, and it was time to hitch a ride in the wagon.

Strawberry fields forever.

We picked a huge amount and ate even more. They were the sweetest strawberries I'd ever had.

Posing with our left-over strawberry stubs. It was hot-hot-hot out there.

Meanwhile, the farm animals were having a meeting.

Bull.

After picking some spinach, parsley, lettuce, carrots, and strawberries, Kate ran around the play area.

She was all smiles until she tripped and whacked her chin on the train. Hunger + dehydration + physical pain = meltdown.

Not surprisingly, Kate didn't like me taking a picture of her here.

Hugs from Momma under the cool shade of a jacaranda, Kate's birthday tree, made everything better. Water and snacks helped, too.

And a hair-stroking never hurt either.

Blood-sugar up, temperature down. All smiles again.

After refueling, we picked a big bushel of delicious blackberries. Kate's eagle eyes and short stature made her adept at spotting the ripe ones at the bottom of the vines.

We packed up our fruits and vegetables, and Kate drove us home.