"Mom, he's CHUGGING them."

The little guys and I had a Saturday morning splurge: a trip to the blueberry farm! Despite the summer heat in a greenroom, it was easily one of the most special mornings we've had in a long time. It felt like a gift from God.

Jam was able to stay fully present, fully himself. He reached for his brother's hand during the tractor ride and found peace in the unhurried pace of plucking blueberries from the bush. My favorite part was when we caught Wyatt fisting berries in his mouth between bushes. Jam grinned the biggest grin, and shouted, "MOM, HE IS CHUGGING THEM." We laughed and laughed - and then wiped blueberry juice out of Wyatt's eyelashes. We finished off the morning with an AMAZING sourdough pepperoni pizza from the Blueberry Bar pizza oven, washed down with bottles of 100% blueberry juice. 10/10 recommend!

Thank you Blueberry Bar!