We read a lot of books in this house.
This picture is from shortly after Katherine was born. I had one of those moments where it was “two quiet” (parents of toddlers, you know), and I set Katherine down and went back to Mark’s room to find out what he was up to:
It was one of my prouder moments as a parent (also, sorry for the poor lighting… life as it happens).
Mark, like most toddlers, loves reading the same books over and over. One of his current favorites is Blueberries for Sal by Robert McCloskey, whom you might know from the book Make Way for Ducklings.
Some good friends gave us the book before Mark was born. It’s very cute and all about this little girl going blueberry picking with her mother and meeting bears (that aren’t scary!) who are also picking/eating blueberries.
The illustrations are simple and expressive.
Last week, Ryan suggested I take Mark out for the morning since he and I haven’t gotten to spend much time with just the two of us since Katherine was born. It was a warm (soon to be hot!) July morning, so we went berry picking.
We first picked some raspberries and Mark did a good job for awhile. Then, he got tired and decided to pick up a stick and dig holes in the dirt instead. I totally didn’t mind and kept right on picking. (Note: there are no pictures of us picking raspberries because I forgot. Sorry.)
Then, on the way to the blueberries, every person we went by smiled at Mark and commented on how much fun he must be having. Sometimes, I think people see a correlation between a little boy’s similarity to Pigpen and his happiness. And they would be right.
Mark was a CHAMPION blueberry picker. Much more at his height and come off the plant by the handful.
And we had a GREAT time. Dirt and all!
On our way back, Mark picked up rocks and threw them into the peach orchard over and over. I kept walking and called to Jim to “catch up”! So, he ran up to me and past me and turned around to say, “Catch up, Mama!” Thus, we have a new phrase