When I asked Lily what she wanted to do on our last day home together, she put together an insane list - blueberry picking, movie theater and popcorn, sleepover with Adalyn, pedicures - I told her none of those things were probably happening with her two year old sister in tow but that we'd see. After we woke up on Wednesday morning, the forecast was promising for blueberry picking and since we'd been wanting to go all summer, I decided it was now or never. It was 62 and cloudy when we took off so we threw on sweatshirts, loaded up the wagon, double checked my camera battery, and we set out on our adventure. Thirty minutes later when we arrived at the blueberry farm, the clouds had parted, the sun was shining, and I was super disappointed my photos might not turn out in full sun.
Who was I kidding? A photoshoot blueberry picking without another adult on my side - Julia was laughing at me before I even pulled out my camera. Luckily the farm was pretty quiet and we had an entire end row all to ourselves. The wagon was genius - I'll never do it without again - and the girls picked nearly four pounds of blueberries. I'm pretty sure Julia ate about two pounds but the lady at checkout reassured me that was part of the fun. Lily would have stayed for hours if I had let her but Julia was over it after about 3 minutes and really over it after another 30 minutes. She spent some time in the wagon eating pretzels before deciding that wasn't nearly as appetizing as the blueberries so she ran up and down the row shoveling them in her mouth. It was at that point I packed everyone up and we returned home.
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