A couple of weekends ago, we all went apple picking at a local orchard. They are a bare bones operation - no parking/entrance fee - and you only pay for the apples that you pick - so it was a nice change from the crazy entrance fees and contrived atmospheres of other fall festivals in the area.
Tessa loved walking around and picking apples off the ground and biting into them. Seriously, we'd take our eyes off her for a minute, turn around and there would be the little girl trying as hard as she could to bite into some apple she had found. (Incidentally, the apple chomping really rubbed off on her. Recently, I brought home a pomegranate from the store. Tessa found it, thought it was an apple, and bit right through the skin of that darn thing!)
Yes, she is biting into a different apple in the picture below. I think Arturo got some apple juice on his head!
The post is titled this way, because at our Kindergarten parent conference yesterday, Alexa's teacher showed us her story journal. She had drawn a picture of an apple tree. The caption read, "On my weekend, I went apple pickin" She's a Southern girl alright!
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