Child torture technique #258: take them blueberry picking.I have never seen such miserable children. They were hot. They were bothered. There were too many bugs. They were itchy. They were sweaty. They were thirsty. They were hungry. They didn't want to eat berries. They wanted to get in the van.
So...
I picked an entire gallon of blueberries by myself while they whined. I actually think I tried to get as far away from them as possible knowing that they were safe in the field to escape the whine. In fact, I know I did. They still found me.
The blueberries are cheap ($9/gallon) and both kids are well aware of the fact that blueberries grow on bushes rather than in the grocery store. I got to visit with a few friends, we made memories bonded together by child misery, and we left with more berries than I know what to do with.
If you want to torture your child too and you live in the Columbia area here's the web site and contact information: http://scblueberries.com/.
Happy picking!
If you do go: bring crappy shoes for you and your wee ones to wear, bring bug spray and pack a cooler filled with snacks and water (apparently blueberries aren't a snack according to some weird kids like mine).
2 comments:
That brings back memories of my mother doing the same thing to me. She loves blueberries and made us go every summer to pick them. I think they are just too small--so your bucket fills up too slowly and for a hot child, this is super boring. At least it was to me! :-) I'll still make my kids do it eventually, though. Ha!
We took Wylie a month ago and he thought the blueberry field was an open invitation for snacking.
I think we survived longer because he found a lizard to follow who kept pointing out LARGE MARBLE sized blueberries. We joked that they should have weighed Wylie going in and coming out.
We are lucky that it's hot but not too buggy in CA.
Now I want to go pick fruit again.
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