Parents: “Let’s go blueberry picking!”
Almost 13-year old: “Yeah, fine. Okay.”
Almost 5-year old: “Yeah! Blueberries!”
Parents: “We’re here! Where should we pick? Here again? Like last year? Okay!”
Outside the car, all reflecting on how it’s as hot as it was last year and noticing arms and legs feel like licorce that’s been sitting in the sun too long.
Almost 13-year old: “”Och! Man! A gnat just flew up my nose!”
Parents: “Just keep picking! It will be fine.”
Almost 5-year old: “Look! A blueberry!” (eats it)
Parents: “No, no. We are picking the blueberries and putting the in the bucket, not eating them. Okay. Yep. That’s right. In the bucket.”
Almost 13-year old: “There is a gnat in my eye! My eye!”
Parents: “I forgot the bug spray. Wave them away.”
Almost 5-year old: “I’m hot.”
Almost 13-year old: “Can gnats get to your brain from ears?! They are in my ears!”
Almost 5-year old: “Did you bring snacks? I’m hungry.”
Parent: “I told you to get a snack before you came. Besides, you’re eating the blueberries. How can you be hungry?”
Almost 13-year old: “I just ate a gnat! It flew in my mouth! Blech!!”
Almost 5-year old: “Do they have a potty here?”
Parent: “We’re in the middle of nowhere. Pee in the woods.”
Almost 5-year old: (look of disgust.) “Uh…no.”
Almost 13-year old, eating blueberries and swatting gnats: “mmmm..blueberries.”
Parent: “Put the blueberries in the bucket, not your mouth.”
Almost 5-year old: “I’m going to the car now.”
Parent: “You can’t go to the car now. It’s locked.”
Almost 13-year old: “I need water.”
Parent: (looks at phone) “We’ve only been here four minutes! Are you kids serious right now?!”
Luckily we found a port-a-potty, moved to another spot, and the sun went behind the cloud for about 20 minutes, letting us finish picking with minimal whining. We came home with seven pounds of blueberries, which were gone in less than a week. Not sure what that says about us.