Our days are busy… even in the summertime. Every morning we have something (usually speech therapy for my daughter), so it’s rare to have a full free morning for a play date. One Tuesday, each month, we have NOTHING scheduled. I knew, in advance, today was the day so I made plans with my friend Lauren to go blueberry picking with her and her sons.
Lauren and I have known each other since I moved to Pennsylvania. We were pregnant with our kids (i.e., her oldest) at the same time. Izzy and Jack are five weeks apart and get along splendidly. In fact, they’re in the same parent/child class as us so we see a lot of each other during the school year. However, Lauren’s second son arrived two months ago, which means Izzy and Jack haven’t spent as much time together lately. Therefore, when I knew we had a free day, I immediately checked with Lauren to see if she was free.
Despite the gray sky and ominous weather report, we ventured down to Dillsburg to pick blueberries with the kids this morning. The kids picked berries off of the bushes and put them in their buckets. (Though Izzy ate more blueberries out of our buckets than she did from the bushes!) Being the kind of friend he is, Jack noticed he had more blueberries than Isabelle so he began feeding her some of his berries. They giggled as they shoved berries in their own mouths too. By the time we were finished, the kids’ fingers were sticky and their tongues were bluish-purple.
But it wasn’t all fruit and smiles. There were many bees in and around the bushes, which caused Izzy to scream many times. I landed up holding her a lot more than I expected, which meant we only picked 1.87 lbs. of blueberries by the end of the morning. 😦 Alas, being a mommy means being the one who comforts your child and tells them they’re safe even when a busy bee threatens their personal space. Therefore, we didn’t pick nearly as many blueberries as we did last summer.
While the bees terrorized Izzy, there were more squeals of happiness than there were cries of fear. Once we got into the car I asked Izzy, “Did you have a good time.” She nodded enthusiastically and said “yes” as clear as day. (When she says “yes” like that, she always means it.) 🙂
Even though we don’t have all that many blueberries, we’ll bake blueberry muffins later (Click here for the most incredible muffin recipe EVER!). And, we’re going to go back and pick blueberries again with some other friends next week. Hopefully the bees won’t be a nuisance to her next week.