Picking Blueberries

A fond summer memory I have from the last couple of years is picking blueberries at a local farm.  I assumed this year would be no different and was glad that JoMum was here at the time that blueberries would be ripe.  Well, it was about 10 minutes of fun and then Tyler was super whiny and asking to go home.  Our parenting style is not to give in too easily and we figured he would just start eating blueberries which would cheer him up. Not so...so we all put up with the whining long enough and headed home.  Maybe it will be fun again next year.

Wait up, Grandma!