I love family traditions. I love taking my family on outings and adventures. I love picturesque settings. I love making memories. So I look forward every year to some of our favorite traditions. Apple-picking is one of them. Even though it's usually hot and it's a hassle to drive the 45 minutes and one kid or another is usually complaining about heat or thirst or *gasp* boredom...it is so fabulous. This was our 5th year, and I will make sure we continue the tradition for as long as possible.
This year we actually visited for the Apple Festival weekend, which equals lots of people. But it was still enjoyable and we picked plenty of apples. Plus we got to enjoy some Grass Fed BBQ and buy Apple Butter and some local honey. The pulled pork was my favorite with a touch of smokey flavor and a delightful little bun. Yum.
Miss B found a gourd. Q pushed a wheelbarrow for the first time. We saw a couple of cute little donkeys. Dennis and Mr. C spotted the best apples in the leafy treetops for Dad to pick. The little boys had a legitimate excuse to wear their cowboy boots. The sky was blue, the leaves were green, I had subjects for photos. It was the best kind of day. Plus I took a nap when we got home.
Looks like so much fun. I think a lot of the time the mom's are hoping to create memories and until you get older, you don't always appreciate them. FYI, your kids are NOT the only ones who cry boredom at those kids of things. ;)
ReplyDeleteHmmm, I've been thinking where I could get me some yummy apple butter. Want to come over today and we'll have some on my homemade bread and chat? Oh how I wish you lived closer! Love the apple picking and the lid upon your bean!
ReplyDeleteThat pulled pork does look so good! I love good famil times. I really do.
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