Blueberries for Clara

One of our favorite books is Blueberries for Sal, the story of a little girl who goes blueberry picking with her mother. A bear cub and his mother are also on Blueberry Hill, eating berries to grow big and fat for the winter. Both little ones wander off and end up following behind the wrong mothers, but Sal’s mother finds her after hearing the ‘kuplink, kuplank, kuplunk’ of the blueberries dropping in Sal’s small tin pail.

Because this is such a favorite story and because Clara loves blueberries and says “Clara eats blueberries like Little Sal,” when I give them to her, we made plans to pick blueberries when I found a farm north of us. We went with Clara’s best little friend and her mom and 4 month old baby brother. It was a little bit like a (very hot and humid) circus, but Clara’s excitement was definitely worth it. She mentions the blueberry patch almost every day!

Clara in her pajamas eating her breakfast on the way to the blueberry patch at 6:45 am. She requested the sun glasses.

There was lots of dumping berries from one bucket to another, picking white and red ‘blue’berries, and sampling…

I have never been so glad for air conditioning as when we got home. I gave both littles a bath and then we enjoyed powdery-fresh skin and cool clean sheets playing on mommy’s bed.

06/17/10