Apple Picking x Six

I'm happy to report that autumn appears to have blown in here seemingly overnight. Chilly mornings, crisp, cool, golden days, the evenings are coming earlier, and with them, dramatic pink skies. There's finally a need for a jacket or gasp, my personal favorite, cordoroys.

And in celebration, we went apple picking.

We went earlier than ever this year and it was perfect. No crowds. The better to manuever this not so graceful beast.

As everyone knows, we don't travel light these days (if you squint, you can see the other three out of six of us up ahead in this shot).



Twin apples!

I was very happy and relieved with how the day went. It was the first outing of the kind we took with the babies, the first semi-complicated excursion and while some accomodations from previous years had to be made (Erin and I tag-teamed hayrides with the big kids and of course there we were feeding bottles in the middle of the apple orchard). But all in all, everything went swimmingly. As all the twin moms have assured me with their unsolicited though sweet comments as they've seen me, babies screaming in the background, harried at Target or exasperated at the playground, it truly is getting easier (and better!). We can and will do things as six that we did as four.

It's a good thing they didn't weigh Leo and Ellie upon entering the farm because they just kept eating apples and would have surely charged us extra. Nearly every time I tried to take a picture, someone was eating. But imagine how ridiculous I felt, chiding them for eating too many apples. Leo kept threatening to eat "One hundred!"

Just can't stop eating apples!

Harry, a bit concerned with the apple consumption.

Wide Open Spaces


Note the apple picking ensemble that Ellie selected. As my mom would have said: "It's a look."

The day's Booty.