Blueberries for Reina
I’ve never eaten a blueberry. I confess I didn’t follow my grandma’s golden rule; don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. They look vile and undignified; like grapes that didn’t quite grape correctly. But my grandbaby is housing those things like they’re nature’s candy, leaving blue and violet streaks everywhere; a little Rembrandt. Every so often, she offers me one with compelling questions of “Uhn? Uhn?” hanging beneath our sun-streaked skylit afternoon. I politely sing, “No thank you!” which always gets a giggle from her before she crams nature’s mess artlessly into her tiny face. She’s more blueberry than toddler now. Maybe I should try one next time she offers.
sea of blue and green
bird chatter and child’s laughter
we breathe together
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Hephaestus’ Waste & Cosmic Rubble 
Our grandchildren lead the way. Reina is adorable and she knows what’s tasty. Maybe bake her some blueberry muffins and try them that way? I’m sure you know she looks like Theodosia! 🙂
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Thank you.. they do share a resemblance. And thanks for the advice, I may give it a shot the next time Erin makes blueberry muffins.
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🙂
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A little bundle of blueberry joy putting smiles on Grandad’s face. Thank you for sharing this pic of beautiful Reina with us. You have brightened my day.
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I’m pleased to send a little sunshine your way!
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Barry, she’s incredibly adorable! I love blueberries. Your grandbaby knows a good thing when she sees one. 💙
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Thank you… she’s quite the character! I’ll have to hold my nose and try a blueberry someday…
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Haha! You’re most welcome!
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She has good taste, besides looking luscious herself. (K)
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She’s sassy and full of giggles. 🙂
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