Yep, we took Owen blueberry picking before he left for Colorado. I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to post about our adventure, and it was fun. Dusty and hot at times but still fun.
Weird thing? He didn’t eat very many of them. Then again, Steve wasn’t with us and he would have encouraged seriously stuffing your face with blueberries, but Owen was pretty happy to pick them.
Better yet? We got to see a big tractor
That was probably better than the blueberries for Owen.
All the while we were picking, we discussed what we’d make with the blueberries. Now that Owen has learned to make his own fresh-squeezed lemonade, blueberry lemonade was big on the list.
I didn’t notice until now that my nails were blueberry-colored!
Blueberry picking is hard work!