So, who's the crazy one?

Am I crazy for suggesting that a fun activity would be picking blueberries in July at noon with a 3-year-old and 5-month-old?

Is Kate crazy for thinking it would be fun to join us with her 3-year-old and 4-month-old?

Or are we both crazy for actually going??

Well, one things for sure...the boys weren't crazy when after 15 minutes, covered in sweat, they wanted back in the air conditioned car! Jackson used words; Jack and Philip just showed us in tears that this party was over!

Only little Sam enjoyed the hunt for the blueberries...which he correctly informed me, weren't really blue after all...so why don't we call them purpleberries?

Here are some pictures from our yearly trip to Blueberry Hill. A trip that from here on out will come at 8:30 in the morning instead of midday! Good did come out of the trip though - I got a whole bucketful of delicious fresh berries!

Jackson was actually very good at spotting the ripe berries!

"So, how many do you have?"

I guess it was too hot to smile!

I'm all done here!