Apple Picking

When I was growing up, it was a tradition in my family to go apple picking each fall with my mom’s family. We would meet at A&W for lunch, go apple picking and then go back to my parents’ house to watch the Pats. The girls would make apple pies while the boys went out and played football in the street. While we haven’t continued this tradition on an annual basis in the recent years, we have gone occasionally, including today.
It was a little late in the season and unfortunately a little cooler than we thought it would be but we met Papa & Gramma, Aunt Karin, Danny and Grammy at A&W for lunch to begin our adventure. (Uncle Dan and Sean stayed home to catch up on some much needed R&R.) We had planned to eat at the picnic tables but the wind was blowing quite strongly and so we piled into the minivan to eat our hot wieners. After feeling how chilly it was and realizing that we weren’t quite dressed for it, we were ready to head home without picking apples but Danny wouldn’t allow it. He was really excited to “go into the forest and pick apples”; he even wore two hats (although no one knows why)! So we decided to go and it turned out to be a lot of fun. Sure it was a little chilly but not too bad. I hope we can make this an annual event for Evan, Danny and Sean. Maybe next year we can invite more of mom’s family too…just like we used to!

Is this a good apple to pick?	Our first picked apple	Daddy getting the ones up high
Nice work, Daddy!	Danny "in the forest apple picking"	Evan's own little apple
Danny, Evan and Mommy	Auntie Karin and Grammy	Did you see that touchdown, Grammy?
Nice and shiny just for me!	Sean playing with his toys	Danny watching Scoobie Doobie Doo with Papa

I love my Papa!

All the little ones hang on every word Papa says!

Zerberts from Danny