Tonight the kids asked if they could play in the backyard before bed. They were actually already in their P.J.'s and everything but I was burnt out and just went ahead and said yes. They were out there for quite a while; honestly I kind of forgot about them because they were being so quiet. Their normal screaming, laughing and fighting was not ringing through the neighborhood as it usually does.
I stepped out on the deck to call them inside for the night and found them all huddled in one corner of the yard by the raspberry bushes. They yelled,"Wait! We're almost done!" "Done with what?", I asked. They replied, "With our service project." They had been working together for an hour or so cleaning up our neglected raspberry patch, which had been sitting there untouched since last fall.
They took it upon themselves to prop some of the raspberry bushes back up into place, they raked all of the leaves from around there bases, they pulled out balls and frisbees that had been trapped back there all winter, and best of all they picked a large container of raspberries for me. YEA!!!
So tonight I turned a few of them into one of these.
My Grandma Rose's famous raspberry pie.
YUMMY!
Thanks for going out of your way and spending time tonight serving your Dad and I.
It was very thoughtful you guys.
2 comments:
UH YUUUUM!
Dad and I are glad we got to taste your service of making us each my favorite pie for Mothers and Fathers Day. So good!!!
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