This past weekend, our family picked blueberries at a farm near Houston.
Perfect summer activity…except for the three-digit temps (evidenced by Ellie’s face).
If the worst part of the day was the heat, the best part was Nate’s reaction to seeing his favorite food surrounding him by literally growing on trees.
Which is a little of the reason his nickname is Blueberry. Sometimes Baby Blueberry. More often even Nay-Nay, but that’s a different post.
Not only can the kid put away blueberries by the fistful, but he’s our only blue-eyed child.
Something about those wide blue eyes, his often blue face, and passion for blueberries might just make this nickname stick.
