I never thought I’d say it, but the end of summer is actually flying by. We’ve still got a few weeks left, but I’m already stocking up on new shoes and glue sticks, taking inventory of our crayon and No. 2 pencil supplies, and – kill me now – thinking about all those lunches I’ll be packing. (BTW, don’t you just love those “helpful” ideas in magazines suggesting you pack roasted cauliflower and salmon cakes or whatever in your kids’ lunch? In what world does that fly with your average American schoolkid?! I’m lucky if I can get mine to choke down a carrot stick.)
We did plenty this summer, but there were a couple things we didn’t get to, like the water park and the amusement park. But after a morning of blueberry-picking, I was reminded that it’s not always the big, splashy, expensive activities that kids love the most. Especially when you start with this:
And end up with this:
And if you can eat your weight in fruit and pelt your brother with blueberries while you’re picking, all the better.