jam it.

I am really proud of the product of our strawberry picking. 11 pounds of strawberries and 26 jars of jelly. I remember every summer when I was little, my mom would take Scott and me to pick strawberries. She would wear a red bandana and we would go out early in the morning and when we got home, we spent the rest of the day making this same jelly. It's so simple. It just requires a ton of sugar. Huntleigh kept herself pretty well occupied while I was in the kitchen. When it got really quiet, I did find her blowing her nose in the bathroom--with Dora cheering her on approvingly.