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We are brown-eyed parents with blue-eyed kids. I’ve learned that no two sets of blue eyes are identical. I’ve always called Anna’s eyes “blueberry blue” because their particular shade of light gray/blue is like the white dust coating the first blueberries of the season. Here is our blueberry blue girl next to some of the ten pounds of blueberries we picked outside of Corvallis yesterday. The lightest berries are just about right, don’t you think?

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