An apple picking experience a year...

... Makes my children so dear.

 

Ok, ok. I'm not a poet.

However, my children reallllllly love picking apples.

Since Samantha was 3 months, we have gone to the Country Apple Orchard's apple festival.

Each year we are surprised by the weather.

Last year, the kids were bundled in their winter coats.
This year, they were sweating a little in their "fallish" looking outfits.

(Yes, I'm a spaz, and planned their outfits ahead of time, thinking it would be cooler.) 

 

For the past 3 years, the kiddos have so much fun, that for months afterwards they continue to ask if they can go again. Yep... it's sorta gettin' old. ;)

 

Here are some pictures from our yearly tradition.

 

(And YES, it's another picture overload from your's truly.)

 

Sweet little Gavin.

Maggie sliding down the hay.

Instead of tree huggers, I have leg huggers.

This is Samantha's grumpy face.

Hay ride to the orchard.

I love this picture. So independent.

 

She was striking a pose. Shocking.

Cutie little Bug.

Gavin & Mommy

Family picture. Another tradition. And this makes me very sad.

Uuuugh. Life.

Horse rides! (Gavin's first one!)

He kept saying "hee- haw!"

Maggie & her horse.

Samantha the cow girl.

And so that my fur-child isn't left out, here' a picture I snapped with her. ;)

 

Melissa