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Juicy and sweet; bright; crispy when fresh; sometimes slightly tart; with a flavor all its own: these were a few of the words commonly used on the handout labeled, “How to know your apples,” we received at the pick-your-own orchard that Mini-Me and I visited earlier today.
Funny.
As I was thinking back on the field trip – alone, again, in my car – how those words can also be used to describe my five-year-old daughter.
Juicy and sweet.
Lined up, wearing name tags and holding hands like a bunch of little criminals, I quickly recognized Mini-Me (she’s one of the smallest ones in her class) and, with her hands shielding her eyes from the bright sun, she broke from the ranks, reached around my neck with both her arms, kissed me smack on the lips and introduced me, saying:
“This one’s MINE!” Â
Bright.
Her teacher separated the class into groups of four and as I tried to remember each of my new charges’ names (pigtails, redhead, and curly-top) Mini-Me quickly ran ahead of the group, reached for my hand and quiety said:
“Now, wee-member…deer are a-wot of kids here…so…don’t lose me!”
Crispy when fresh.
There were two other adults in my group (curly-top’s dad and gradma).  One of them was going down the list of “things to talk about,” then reminded the kids not to pick any of the fallen apples and Mini-Me turned, placed her hands on her hips and said:
“Teacher told us, wike, a hun-dwed times…we KNOW dat, ah-weddy!”
Sometimes slightly tart.
After each of the children picked their allowed quota of “two apples – only!” we agreed it was time to head back to the “weigh station,” where Mini-me thought:
“Oh…my…gosh…day are way small…watch out, Momma, ’cause you might bwake it!”
With a flavor all its own.
After we…I mean the APPLES…were weighed, her teacher asked us if she could take a picture of Mini-Me and…you know…me. Another mom (her oldest went to preschool with my Little Man) turned toward us and reminded me that this would probably be one of the last “apple-picking trips” I’d be able to go on and Mini-Me agreed:
“Yah…’cuz I’m in kinder-garden…and we-wee bwave…and she just cw-eyes way too much, anymore!”
Perhaps an apple a day does keep the doctor away – but, nothing does this frazzled, tired-out, headachey and cries-way-too-much-anymore-Momma good, like a big ‘ole dose of Mini-Me!
But, you’ll have to go and pick your own – ‘cuz this one’s MINE!
[Joining me on posting a Picture Perfect Thursday – Latte Man]
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10 responses to “Picture Perfect Thursday – An Apple A Day”
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! How truly sweet is MiniMe? Olivia misses her beach buddy – I hope we can get together soon!
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! How truly sweet is MiniMe? Olivia misses her beach buddy – I hope we can get together soon!
Gee, when I wrote about fall today, I mentioned how much I enjoyed taking the daughter apple picking, and here you go, describing exactly WHY it will foever be burned into my memory.
The wife and I got spoiled when our daughter went to Pre-K and one of us was on virtually every trip (more her than me). When she hit Kindergaten, we had to put our names on a list, and who gets to be chaparone is by “lottery” So now we get maybe one trip (I of course get relegated to zero).
If only there was something we could spray on them to slow down the whole growing up process.
Gee, when I wrote about fall today, I mentioned how much I enjoyed taking the daughter apple picking, and here you go, describing exactly WHY it will foever be burned into my memory.
The wife and I got spoiled when our daughter went to Pre-K and one of us was on virtually every trip (more her than me). When she hit Kindergaten, we had to put our names on a list, and who gets to be chaparone is by “lottery” So now we get maybe one trip (I of course get relegated to zero).
If only there was something we could spray on them to slow down the whole growing up process.
What a cutie! Those trips were always lots of fun, enjoy them…time passes and they grow up so fast!
What a cutie! Those trips were always lots of fun, enjoy them…time passes and they grow up so fast!
Awww…for some odd reason, this picture reminds me of what Eve’s face looked like when seeing the apple for the first time…absolutely adorable!
Awww…for some odd reason, this picture reminds me of what Eve’s face looked like when seeing the apple for the first time…absolutely adorable!
that is precious. There is nothing like apple picking at the orchards 🙂 I love it.
that is precious. There is nothing like apple picking at the orchards 🙂 I love it.