Went to the organic store just up the street to get my fill of weekly fresh fruit and veggies and spotted some blueberries in the fruit aisle. I remember I'd try pureeing blueberries for baby Madeleine last year this time but she just ended up not eating it. It was very sour. But I got them anyway, washed them and dumped them in a bowl that I set out on the tea table and left to fix up lunch.
When I came back in the living, both baby and blueberries were out of sight. With the balcony door open, I panicked for a brief moment until I saw little curls. The bowl was sitting between her little legs, all the while popping blueberries into her mouth and watching cars go by...
I think I had 5 blueberries tops.