One place on the list was the Mountainview Blueberry Picking Farm. I'm glad Ben was able to come with. It was awesome and he's now, finally, convinced that blueberries do actually taste good if you eat the right ones. And, luckily for us, we timed it just right to get their giant, juicy, tastiest variety of blueberries.
Or at least we had a good buckets worth until E found them.
After our blueberry bandit finished his gluttony, he decided it was time for a well needed rest.
Which was just further proof that our kiddo is indeed related to the grizzly bear.
My only regret of the day is not picking more blueberries. We'd finished most of them off by lunchtime. And they were definitely all gone by breakfast the next morning. Costco blueberries have nothing on the ones we picked that day! We'll definitely be going back next year.