We visited a blueberry farm in Washington to pick our own blueberries.
The boys were just like Sal in Blueberries for Sal, dropping them into their buckets, “Kuplink, kuplank, kuplunk!”
Owen and I decided that our plastic buckets made more of a “Kuthink, kuthank, kathunk,” sound actually.
The boys loved going off on their own down the rows to find really good bushes.
My dad was the one who footed the bill for our family reunion farm adventure, paying for the berries we collected. . .
All TWENTY FOUR POUNDS of them!
And what did we do with 24 pounds of blueberries?! Well, that will have to wait until tomorrow.
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