We took a walk/some biked yesterday afternoon and came across one of the pecan trees close by. Ethen loves to find them and get them out of the shells. I'm not sure if he actually likes the eating of the nut so much as finding them and breaking the shell open. He is facinated with getting his own fresh. So the kids all gathered some up and took them home to crack since smashing them with a shoe was just breaking most of the nut up too. They then tried to think of what I make that requires pecans and said that from now on they would shell fresh ones for it. Then they thought of shelling them and putting them in bags and trying to sell them at our next garage sale. After getting 3 out Ethen realized it would take a long time to fill 1 bag, but I wouldn't put it past him to try.
3 of the practically perfect shelled pecans
Paisley helping crack the shell