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Sunday, October 10, 2010
Support your local farm
It's become a tradition:
on a sunny day in October we go apple picking
. Last year both girls were very industrious and G was still in my belly. This year G kicked contentedly in the stroller. E's first priority was a snack:
but then she picked and picked
while L snacked.
They picked and picked together
and then L decided to give back. (The potty training, it's still an imperfect thing.)
One quick field change from wet unders to emergency pull-up (and a quick shot of vitamin D for a pale tushie) and we could carry on like nothing had ever happened.
I think, I mean I'm not sure but I think -- that must be what the farmers mean when they use the phrase "natural crop management."