Pick a Blueberry, Not Your Nose
Here’s some of the "pickin’s" from our Blueberry Morning with our dear friends, David and Pam (affectionately known as Grammie Pammie (GP) and Pop-Pop).
Brad, David and I picked blueberries while GP fed the boys blueberries fresh from the bush. Henry and Brooks were picking their own by the end…I’m thinkin’ they might have eaten a couple of "greenberries" too. =)
And yes, we know ALL about blueberry diapers!
A great "field"trip experience for all!
Oh and I almost forgot, thanks to many of you for sharing your great blueberry recipes! I look forward to tasting them out! =) You can find them in the comment section of this post.
Another post from our Michigan getaway is in the works…hold tight!
How cute!
I love those wagons.
I came across your site from another one. I have to say I love the name Brooks. Course that is my husband’s name, HA! I have quints plus two so I know how blessed jmultiples are. You have a very cute family. Enjoy!
I just realized you are picking at a blueberry farm?! I remember picking with my mom when I was little and we had to pack a shotgun in case the bears came! Same activity yet so different! 🙂 Great berries you picked.
oh yum, fresh blueberries! my 3 would be in heaven!!!
That looks like so much fun!
Your Blueberry Diapers comment caught my eye… do you cloth diaper? I CD Jackson, but it’s so unusual around here that I was surprised that another Covington girl would know about Blueberry diapers, lol!
Anne (Ocheltree) Schrader