I'd be hard pressed to name something I love more than u-pick farms. Maybe u-pick farms in the autumn. It always feels like it won't be worth it when I'm spazzing about packing for 4 human beings, and stressing how we're going to get there and back, keep the kids fed and dry and back before naptime, barking at Hubby to please start loading the car and mapping 2 different restaurant options (because where we stop depend on what time we actually manage to leave the d@mn house)....it can't possibly be worth the hassle...until we're there, and suddenly...it's worth it.
The tractor ride remains the Nugget's favorite part.
Tater was too little to pick this year, but little sister dressed the part with a themed outfit. And cabled tights! I love dressing the boys, but...cabled tights (swoon)!!
You know what's great about family traditions? Nostalgia takes over in 3, 2, 1....
Nugget 2009 (not to be confused with Spork 2012)
Nugget 2012: "When we get there, I'm going to taste one. First, I will say, 'Crunch!' Then I will say, 'Yum!"
What's old hat to the Nugget was brand new to Spork and Tater. Spork was big enough to enjoy the full harvest experience.
What is this?!
Nom, is edible.
Must gather more.
And though big enough to join in the fun, Spork was still little enough to demand a ride from Daddy when the excitement was just all too much. Not such a tractor enthusiast, this one.
Enjoying fresh applesauce and pie, I'm sure neither will last the week. Feeling energized and psyched to hit the pumpkin patch next.