blueberry pancakes

Every Sunday morning Peter makes blueberry pancakes. Imogen loves the blueberries. Typically when we sit at the table, she will carefully extract each blueberry from the pancake and throw the leftovers to the side.

This morning she decided to bypass the pancake portion completely. She found the cup of frozen blueberries on the counter and dove right in. We were worried she might choke on them, but she was cool as a cucumber. She ate the entire cup and smiled the whole time.