It's apple picking time again. Mmmmm...there's nothing better than a fresh, crisp, tart apple straight from the tree. Unless, of course, you are my sister-in-law who breaks out in hives in her mouth and throat if she eats a raw apple--yikes! Anyway, my sister-in-law, the cousins, my children and I decided to top off our first family co-op of the year by going to our favorite orchard. The kids were very excited. So excited, in fact, that they forgot to pick apples!! Well, Emmalee and Tori and Sam did a fair amount of picking, but the rest were just exploring and having a good time....I can't complain....it's not like I had to pick a bushel of blueberries by myself! Four of the youngest children decided that they were much too tired to walk back down to the parking lot, so they climbed into the wagon, along with 2 bushels of apples and newly 16 y.o. Isaac pulled them. What a good sport; they were a heavy load!! They even met a new little friend, who, after seeing our crew running around, decided she would rather play with them than pick apples with her baby brother, mom and grandma. So, she hung out with us for a while. It was an overcast day, but the rain held off until we picked our last apple, took our last picture, and patted the last animal at the petting zoo. God is good.
