Writer. Mom. Daydreamer. Dog's Best Friend.
Child A: “I can’t find any good blueberries.”
Child B: “They don’t have to be perfect they just have to be blue!”
Mother to Child C: “Come here. Let me see how much you have picked. Wow, that’s great! We are going to make a ton of jam.”
Child C: “The sun is hot. When ah (Child C can’t say her “r’s” yet) we going home!”
Mother to Child C: “Stay positive or your berries will turn sour!” Child C groans and rolls her eyes.
Child D: “That’s funny. We should write all this stuff down.”
Mother: “Yeah, we could make t-shirts to wear when we pick berries, but we need a few more slogans. How about “Stop Sniveling” or “Real Men Pick Berries”
Child E (after returning from the Port-A-Potty): “Uh…is there any hand sanitizer?”
Mother: “Let’s go home. This isn’t fun anymore.”
Various kids for the next several hours: “Is the jam ready yet?”