Many of you will have just come through the season of harvest. Thanksgiving, pumpkin picking and carving, apple picking, corn mazes. The usual fantastic photo opps for parents and fun for everyone. This has always been my favourite time of year and something I loved sharing with the kids. So none of you will be surprised when I tell you that I went seeking some sort of pick your own activity to fill the void in my life! To my great delight, a few months ago one of my new friends shared about his yearly Mango picking practice and I was hooked. Admittedly I jumped to a romantacized vision of this activity where my happy children and I plucked luscious, sweet smelling Mangoes while posing for adorable, scrapbook worthy, photos.
As the day approached, I was giddy with excitement. Someone mentioned something about being careful of sap burns and I smiled cluelessly. I also knew that my Canadian friend Kristin was allergic to Mango sap and had an unfortunate reaction to it the first time she went picking which is how I landed the job of catching Mangos for her husband Scott. In preparation for the day, I was to bring lots of water for drinking and washing sap off, long sleeves and gloves if I had them (which I didn't...at least no long sleeves that weren't also very hot to wear), and Scott would bring the ladder. Hmmm....a ladder....so much for photos of the kids plucking Mangos...oh well, the excitement was still overwhelming.