We first started going blueberry picking when our daughter was about 18 months old. We loved it, and she loved it. She got to be outside and eat blueberries, plus we had a surplus of delicious healthy blueberries when we were done. My husband ended up picking most of those though, our daughter and I just played around and ate a few blueberries (most farms really don’t mind if kids eat while they pick). But by the next year, she was wanting to help and pick her own blueberries.
There are U-pick farms pretty much everywhere. Even growing up in Montana, a childhood memory of mine is going to pick cherries. The thing in Seattle seems to be berries.
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