One of my favorite books of all time is Blueberries for Sal. Little Smith is finally getting to the point where he can sit for a book that has more than a single sentence on each page and this milestone seriously arrived just in time... I've been slowly losing my mind from re-reading our small collection of board books. Story time has been a lot more exciting with so many new choices, Big Smith's go-to being Mike Mulligan and His Steam Shovel with mine (of course) being Blueberries for Sal.
Little Smith is also a blueberry hound, it's the one food he's never refused, so an afternoon of blueberry picking was an obvious choice for summer week-end fun. Big Smith was more interested in taking pictures (thank you!), Little Smith was focused on eating the berries (including the green ones and any on the ground), which left me to pick up the slack in the picking department, a job I took very seriously. Don't mess with me when I'm in berry mode!
The weather could not have been better, finally a break from the heat and humidity. There were a bunch of kid's playing Marco Polo through the bushes and Little S tried his best to join in shouting DADA instead of Polo at the top of his lungs (so funny). It is such fun to watch this crazy toddler actually participate and understand these family outings. Last summer's peach picking adventure feels more like five years ago.
And of course the best bonus to a day of berry picking is coming home with some blueberries. I hope to make some jam and muffins... but we just may eat them all up first!