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Aug 9 / Caro

The Idea vs the Reality

Every parent makes plans. And has dreams and aspirations. It’s all so much worse in the era of social media and Pinterest where it’s all too easy to get swept up in the romance and beauty of other people’s picture perfect moments, even when we know deep down that these represent edited highlights and nobody’s life can look that good all the time. But it’s so seductive. And appears so effortless. It takes enormous self-control not to be swept along in to believing that we, too, can create those moments and memories with our own offspring.

And so it was, this week, that we set out on a little fruit picking expedition.

We had guests yesterday, and I had plans for some summer-berry based puddings to serve up. And since we live in the heart of the so-called “Garden of England”, virtually surrounded by fruit fields, it almost feels a little bit wrong to buy pre-packaged fruit, that may well have travelled miles, from the artificially controlled environment of the supermarket when we can go out and get it ourselves, straight from the bush, at a fraction of the cost.

And, you know, maybe have a few Instragram-worthy frolics whilst we’re at it.

You see, it absolutely wasn’t the aim of our trip. I’m not that shallow. I really did need a fruit haul. And I asked Thomas more than once if it was something that he wanted to do. He was actually disappointed when I delayed the trip due to the prediction of an imminent rain shower passing in half an hour (what did we do before forecast.io?!). But it seems that fruit picking is an “activity of the moment” (and why not, given that it is summer), based on the number of blog posts and Instagram photos of people’s idyllic days in the fields, with contented children, willing and able to assist in the harvest.

The sensible part of me worried that Thomas would not be all that keen. Unfortunately he’s a bit of fruit-hater, despite having loved the stuff up until he was a little over eighteen months old. Now, he’ll scream if you so much as suggest that he might want to try a strawberry. But we did take him blackberry picking last year, which he enjoyed despite his refusal to sample any of our harvest. And the strawberries, tomatoes and chills in our garden have provided plenty of amusement, if not any sustenance for the smallest member of our family. And so the not-so-sensible side of me said it would be fine. I let myself get carried away imagining us with thorn scratched arms, fingers lips stained purple from the juices of the ripe treasures we were sure to find.

Um, yeah. Not so much.

Thomas was entirely unimpressed with the rows upon rows of bushes and tress at our large local Pick Your Own. From the moment we set off down the fields he began to whinge about wanting to find the car. He didn’t want to see the fruit on trees, or the berries hiding amongst green foliage. He wasn’t, unusually, even happy just to skip up and down whilst I picked what we had come for.

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“I just want to go and find the car Mummy” he pleaded, with such desolation on his face that to continue would have been cruel.

I did manage to get some blackcurrants. And we picked up more fruit from the farm shop on site. But it was most definitely one of those days where the idea in my head fell far, far short of the reality that ensued.

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Ah well, you can’t win ‘em all.

And we did head to the park once we got home. Which resulted in a much, much happier little boy (and pictures much more worthy of sharing, as it turned out. So much for the plans!)

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Even if he doesn’t like fruit, or its picking, he does love being outdoors and being active.

So you do win some!

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  1. Bless him! He looks so miserable at the pick your own. Things never seem to turn out the way I plan them, especially with an unpredictable toddler, but often the best moments are ones we haven’t planned! #OrdinaryMoments

    • Caro / Aug 9 2015

      I always end up feeling guilty if things turn out a bit rubbish, even though I know that’s daft. After all, I did give him a choice about going in the first place! Kids can just be so fickle!

  2. Chantal Milk&Nappies / Aug 10 2015

    Oh what a cutie, I love the photos at the park – so much happier than when he was at the PYO! Toddlers are so funny! xx #ordinarymoments

    • Caro / Aug 10 2015

      They certainly can be! Thanks for stopping by 🙂

  3. Katie @mummydaddyme / Aug 10 2015

    Oh I love this and don’t worry it happens to the best of us. When I think we are going to have a marvellous day mine usually end up hating it and vice versa! xx

    • Caro / Aug 10 2015

      I just get cross with myself for having expectations in the first place when I really should know better by now! At least we ended up with fun in the end x

  4. Donna / Aug 14 2015

    Children can be so hit and miss with things can’t they? You definitely can’t win them all. Try fruit picking again another time – he’ll love it eventually! x

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