Entry FeedI love the way that Son Two and Daughter play together. They can entertain one another for hours without a fight. Son Two has this way with younger children - he is thoughtful and helpful. Daughter can be a little bossy, as can Son One, so they often clash. Son Two seems to know when to let her have her way, and how to redirect her when necessary.
This afternoon they were both playing in the backyard. Our neighbours have a cherry tree that leans over our property. We have been here for nine years and I have only ever seen birds and squirrels eat from that three.
Today Son Two and Daughter collected handfuls of the fallen cherries and brought them in. They called it "berry picking" and now they want to eat the berried for dinner. Half of them are green, and many have teeth or beak marks on them. After consulting with me, Son Two went back outside and informed his sister to leave the green ones on the ground as we can only eat the red ones.
What I am going to do? None of them are ripe enough to eat. I have some frozen blue berries in the freezer, and I am debating my chances of wiping up a quick batch of muffins while they watch TV and passing off the blueberries as the cherries they found.