A perfect day for picking apples and being with family. We’ve gone to this orchard every year on Grandparent’s Day/Opening NFL Weekend since M was a baby. And I must say, it was surreal this time to watch my two oldest. Giggling together with some conversation only brothers can understand. Walking like “big boys”, needing no helping hands. Playing “tag, you’re it” and races across the big, open field.
I love being their mamma.
And baby J’s too of course! He wore the obligatory Cowboys jersey in honor of his Daddy’s favorite team. Our third sweet baby boy to do so! He’s been teething, so he wasn’t very interested in all the apple excitement and preferred to snuggle up to either his Meme or Poppa instead.
We all had so much fun. Now to find a yummy recipe for apple pie….
How fun! I have been looking for an orchard near by so we are hoping to go this weekend!