I dragged my family apple picking on Saturday morning. I don't care if it is 80 degrees out, we're going to do fall-like things damn-it!
Madeline had the time of her little life. At first she was a little confused as to why we were sitting on bales of hay in the back of a tractor with a bunch of complete strangers, but she went with it.
Then? We reached the apple trees. Paradise was found.
She took a huge bite out of the first apple we handed her.
And she munched....
And munched...
And munched...
And munched...
And munched some more...
Until that whole apple was gone.
She was so content eating that apple, juice running down her chin, hands sticky. I think we could have stayed there all day as long as we kept plying her with sweet, delicious apples. It's a good thing she liked them too because I now have a bazillion of them sitting on my counter waiting to be eaten.
Next year will be even more fun because she'll be able to run around and pick apples herself. Those apples better watch out....Madeline's a-comming for them.
And of course we stopped by the pumpkins again. Because pumpkins are A-wesome!
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