On Sunday morning, we woke up to a Google calendar that would make anyone's head spin: baseball, Cub Scout popcorn selling, soccer, baseball, dive lessons, and umpiring. And we saw a free couple of hours before all of that began, called some friends with the world's cutest toddler, and hit the apple orchard.
It was PEEEEEERFECT. Just under 65, warm sun, crisp fall breeze, dew.
Pick with your upstage arm next time.
We all rode the swing, but I have no pictures of Harry. (Like, none. Except for one at the bottom. Am I forgetting about him? Is he intentionally staying out of the way of the camera? I need to get to the bottom of this)
Perfect apple/
Happy fall!!
This is the age I noticed I had so few pics of Elisabeth! She wasn't swarming me the way the younger kids were! So, I told her I would intentially be taking her picture, like a creepy paparazzi.
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