The Blueberry

The great thing about being new to everything is that everything is also new to me. That means every day is an adventure, for now at least.

It also causes problems sometimes. For example, I have lots of toys. I like the hard plastic or “fake wood” ones that I can really chew on, and I also like the soft fuzzy ones like my ducks or lamb or llama.

However, if I’m lazing around and bored, and I happen to roll over and stretch and discover the leg of a table right at my nose… well, it doesn’t look so different than that chew toy.

Or when I’m excited and running through a room, I probably won’t realize that mom’s fuzzy slippers are not the same as my fuzzy duck. The same goes for fuzzy bathrobes, or to a lesser extent, long hair (you dodge the bullet on that one dad).

There are just so many things I have to try and see and catalog as I explore the world, it’s easy to lose track and bite the wrong thing.

Sometimes though, dad offers me something I’m supposed to chew on and I know it’s not my normal chewable stuff.

Such as a blueberry.

It’s such a simple thing, and Raven had told me about them in the past. “Just watch dad when he’s eating lunch. He’ll hand you one and you just goosh it and swallow.”

Ok, so I’ve been waiting for the gift o’ blueberry for a while now, and it finally happened.

Here’s the official movie trailer for how it went:

So it took me a minute to figure out how to do it, but I think I’m ready for next time. I may even be able to eat TWO blueberries!

Life is all about challenges.

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