Since it is MEA (or whatever they call it now) break I thought it would be fun to hit up an apple orchard. With the exception of going to a private party at Minnetonka Orchard in September (which was not apple related) we hadn't been to one yet this year. So, I naturally picked the coldest day of the fall so far...today! Duh!
Holy burrrrrr! But it was really fun, too. Honestly, the hardest part was finding appropriate cold weather gear for everybody! Sharon, Laena and Braeland met us at Apple Jack Orchards this afternoon. We played on the haystack maze, checked out the animals and then headed over to the corn pit. While the adults and Mac found a sunny spot that was out of the wind (as much as possible), the Bigs played and played and didn't care one bit about the temperature.
We stopped at the cow train for a ride (again, Mac was left in the stroller...I don't think I'm going to get away with that next year!). The ride seemed shorter this year. Maybe because the kids are older or maybe because there wasn't a long wait for it! Last year we went on a hot Saturday and it was PACKED. I didn't like freezing this year but the crowds were very manageable, which I did like.
Then we headed across the road to the apple store...um, I'll take one of everything, please! Okay, must exhibit some self-control. We ended up getting two apple juices (in pumpkin containers), three caramel apples, honey sticks, caramels, a bag of apples and a gallon of apple cider. Okay, maybe not the best self-control but some of it was healthy!
So much fun! I really do love this orchard. Last fall I went to five or six and I always come back to Apple Jacks, and not just because it is close! One advantage to living in the boonies is there are ten orchards within 15 miles of our house!! Thanks for joining us, Motens!
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.