Perfect Pomegranate Day

The other day I was grocery shopping with Tommy and Tim, while we were picking out some fruit Tommy picked up a pomegranate and asked what it was. I told him it was a pomegranate and that it was a funny fruit that you have to crack open to eat. I decided to buy a couple and take a walk down memory lane with the boys.

When I was growing up I lived for a couple years in a little town between St.George and Las Vegas called Logendale. We lived on Anazazi and this street really didn't believe in fences. Well they did but it reall was only to keep any lifestock in. The kids ran through all the yards playing up and down the street. Right next to us was the Hatch family. And not only did they have a basketball court and horses in the backyard there was also pomegranate bushes. I'm sure every neighbor kid got scolled from Jolene for picking the pomegranates. The rule was you can pick them if they were cracked open but NOT before. So as we walked through the their yard to get to the bus stop we'ld stop to check the bush and then again when we got home, usually finding a couple that were cracked.

Eatting this fruit totally takes me back to that and I thought I would share it with the boys.
They were really unsure about eatting it

Once Tim got a taste of it he didn't want to put it down. And he really didn't care about the seeds. Can you see that bright red juice dripping down his hands.

Tommy thought spitting out the seeds was so fun. Later he was planting the seeds to grow more pomegranates. (He was rather disapointed when he woke up the next morning and there were no pomegranates)

James is usaully aprehensive about trying new things but again the idea of spitting seeds was what drew him in. I got "cool" points for being able to spit more than one seed at a time.

It was a great afternoon and I love shareing moments like these with the boys. It has (finally)started to turn cold, so this was a great way to end our summer.