I love apple season. The weather is still warm enough to be pleasant, but not hot enough to melt me into a puddle. Last week, Natalie went to play at a friend's house and Joey really wanted to go see Grandpa Dennis and pick apples. So, that's what we did. Joey picked and picked. And we got in a good visit too. Matt's dad gets a real kick out of the kids and loves telling them all about flowers and trees and bugs and birds and anything else they can think of to ask him about.
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| Grandpa helping Joey find an apple that dropped. |
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| Joey showing us that he can do it all by himself. |
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| Joey climbed up on the ATV with Grandpa. |
After all this apple picking, my boy was pretty tired and fell asleep on the way home. While he was napping and Natalie was still gone to her friend's, I peeled and chopped about 10 pounds of apples for applesauce. By the time I was done, I had 4 quarts of cinnamon applesauce done up. Not a ton by any means, but a respectable project for a Monday afternoon. And my boy got some one on one time with his Grandpa out in the garden. What more can one ask for?
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