Mushberry Smoothie

While on our first (annual?) week-long getaway to the coast, we noticed little E was a bit preoccupied with the berries. Like his mama and his aunts, he loves the sweet fruits of summer – berries of all kinds, cherries, and almost anything that will dye your fingers scarlet red.

We had just completed a little jaunt on Cape Cod’s “Rails to Trails” bike path, a beautiful 22 mile bike path that traces a former railroad right of way through the mid-Cape region. Not to worry, this biking trip went better than my last. And it was quite a threecleversister endeavor, by the way. Sara and Marie donned helmets and rode bikes for the first time in a decade or two (see – you never forget!). Paul pulled along E who pedaled as he chose, and I carted little H in a carrier. Dad, brought up the rear, fairly amused that we were all on bikes.

E on the Tag-Along.

H probably had the best part of the deal.

Afterwards, E was talking a lot about mushberries. He had been bringing up mushberries throughout the week. I thought it was because he liked to “mush” them up, but Paul, who had smoothies on the brain, thought he wanted to make a smoothie. Only later did I learn the reference was to the beloved Max and Ruby–where the ever troublesome little brother Max mashes up all of his sister Ruby’s berries in his cement truck! Regardless, one thing led to another…