Once again our beloved cousins drove up to go apple picking with us. It has become a yearly tradition and everyone here in this house absolutely loves it! The apples were a little off this year with the crazy hot and dry summer that we had, but we were still able to fill some bags and have a great time in the process.
Tiger just loves Mary. At some point in their relationship they played a game where Mary was the mother and Tiger was something else. Whatever Tiger was in the game is irrelevant because ever since that day Tiger has referred to Mary as his mother or "my mother Mary." It is adorable.
Apple picking isn't apple picking unless you climb the trees, for everyone knows that the best apples are at the top.
A picture of my love and I just to document the fact that we were both present during the outing.
After an hour of picking everyone was getting a little apple crazy and that exhibited itself in the form of piggybacks and general goofiness.
Tiger was apparently completely worn out from all of the "rigorous" walking and needed to take a little break.
Fortunately there was a mud puddle to be found. We tried to get the kids to bob for apples, but none of them were having it.
Hey, here's a cute little apple picker.
A picture of me, completely unedited and in all of my glory, just because I don't ever take pictures of myself.
My three little apple pickers. Note to self for next year. Golden Delicious apples turn mushy as soon as you pick them which means they are not very tasty for eating, but they make some tasty applesauce.
Brothers who love each other.
Brothers who throw apples at each other.
All of the kids. Yes, it was another fine apple picking experience and proof that there are some great things about Fall. We can hardly wait to do it again next year.
1 comment:
These are great photos of you and all the kids. Not an unflattering one in the bunch.
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