APPLES

Three day weekends are so wonderful.  And they don't come around often enough.  Amiright?

Of course I am!

In addition to the plethora of sales we took advantage of this past weekend, we added some additional things to our to-do list.

Ok mainly one thing.

Apple picking.

Nothing says fall like apple picking, right?  Especially when it is 80 degrees outside and you are sweating.

We live not too far from a u-pick orchard with dwarf apples trees.  And it is only $10 for a 5 gallon bucket of apples.  We picked a bunch of hone crisps, gala, and smoothie (an early golden delicious) apples.

Henry wasn't so into picking the apples.  He had more fun picking the leaves.  But he did enjoy throwing (and I mean THROWING) the apples into the bucket.

 And, of course, eating them.

 And feeding the same apple to Phil.

I was kind of nervous for him to eat apples.  I don't know why.  I guess I was just worried they would be a choking hazard.  He did fine.  The fact that he has at least 4 teeth coming in right now is even more reason I shouldn't be concerned.  And no, that's not an exaggeration.  We can feel at least 4.

Henry's method of gently throwing the apples into the bucket left about half of them very bruised.  I was forced to make THESE.  I used a cup of liquid (part water, part grape juice), added a tsp of vanilla, used white sugar instead of vanilla sugar, and about 2/3 the cinnamon listed.  They are SO GOOD!

Here's what Henry thought of them:

{"Mo.  Mo.  Mo."}

Hated them obviously.

We are hoping we can get through all the apples we picked in a couple of weeks so we can go pick more!