These are days you’ll remember
Never before and never since, I promise
Will the whole world be warm as this
And as you feel it
You’ll know it’s true…
There’s a kiddo in there somewhere…
I swear he was there a minute ago.
Bingo… There’s my boy!!!
The little princess… She “sampled” at least five apples, one bite a piece.
They really were happy to pose for fifteen shots as they clung precariously to a ladder… I promise.
Feeding the goats…
She needed a little help from Papa.
Waiting patiently to climb through the crazy caterpillar thing…
All to climb out of a caterpillar butt.
It really was kinda disturbing. I mean… It’s a caterpillar butt.
More waiting. For a three year old, it’s torture.
Ooooh, the candy necklace… That’ll keep me occupied while I wait twenty minutes in line to get trampled in the inflatable pumpkin…Mmm Sugar.
Clearly she needed the sugar.
And clearly she didn’t get trampled. The smile was on her face for the entire six minutes she bounced around. Her brother spent six minutes making sure she didn’t get trampled.
Despite his worrying, he managed to have some fun. He’s my kid after all.
We even managed to hit the gift shop without anyone having a meltdown. I call this one the “Mother In Law Gourd”
Apples, for those who didn’t have it in them to pick their own. The concept is foreign to me… Who goes to the orchard and doesn’t pick their own apples?
Yeah, I wanted it. :)
We had a fantastic time, the weather was gorgeous at about 75 degrees with whispy clouds in the sky. Just warm enough. The kids had a great time. Later on I would ask FC if he liked the moonwalk/inflateable pumpkin and he said he’d be fine if he never went in another one again. The little princess LOVED it.
It’s okay baby… You and me can stick to picking the good apples :)
(And no comments about the crazy ass hair or the Michigan shirt please.)