Apple Picking

We quickly learned that one of the quintessential fall experiences in New England is to go apple picking.  When we got up here were lucky to get a little holiday with Labor Day (which meant no school for the hubbies), so we along with the Johnson's decided to hop in the car, find a nearby farm, and do a little apple pickin' ourselves. (When in Rome Right?)

The Kids loved playing on the mini tractor while they waited for the Dads to get our apple picking bags inside the farm store.

The Farm gave us a wagon to pull the kids in (they were jiving on that part) and out to the orchard we went.

It was a family affair, (The kids did some picking, the Dads went up to the tree tops and even the Moms got in on the action ) climbing through the trees finding the best apples that we could. Jake for some reason got such a kick out of me up there that you could probably create a flip book with all the photos of me he took climbing up there. (Is it really that unheard of for me to be wilderly? Ok, I do have to admit ballet flats probably weren't the best choice for this activity.)

Brenn found a job for herself as self proclaimed taste tester.

By the end this is how the kids were riding in the wagon (poor Carder...but he didn't even complain with the girls laying all over him). It was rather hilarious to see in person. 

After we were done doing our picking we had a picnic lunch at the farm. The kids had a blast running around the wide open spaces.

We had a blast (not to mention the apples tasted way better then anything I have ever gotten from the store...and there are all these kinds that I had never even heard of, my new favorite being honey crisp). Brittany made us all some of Leon's moms famous apple pie when we got home. We can't wait for it to be apple picking season again!