Thursday, September 26, 2013

Fall Fun - Apple Picking with Nana

9:30 PM

Last weekend, Ladybug, Nana and I went apple picking.   Ladybug loves "picking" thanks to Nana's garden.  In fact, if you hand her a basket, she'll ask "Peppers?  Tomatoes?"  She's a baby farmer.

One my biggest fears when we struggled to get pregnant was that our future child(ren) wouldn't know their grandparents.  I never knew either of my grandfathers, both passed before I was born.  Both of my parents were the youngest (or second youngest) of their siblings and started having kids later in life.  I wanted Ladybug (who wasn't yet Ladybug) to know the people that I love so much.

My parents (aka Nana and Papa) are Ladybug's favorite people.  She talks about them all the time, and it's so amazing to see her with them.

When Nana came over for our journey to the apple picking place, Ladybug got so excited when the doorbell rang that she cried.  Cried! NANA!!!!!!!  LOL.

It was $5 to get into the fields to pick which completely made sense once you looked at how much gets discarded by little people, or eaten along the way *ahem*.
"I did it"

 Ladybug loved getting all of the low hanging fruit and "running" (side note: toddler running is hilarious) down the rows.  She made friends with strangers and "kids" and she got to hang out with one of her favorite people.

Ladybug speaks so well, she's a parrot and every day she says something new that makes me do a double take.  On this day, Nana was a few feet ahead of us "Nana!!! Wait for me!"  Huh?  LOL

My favorite picture ever in life, Ladybug and Nana

We picked and I brought home 10 lbs of toddler picked apples.  And while Ladybug loves applesauce like Camels love Humpday, that seemed too easy.  So, I took my first stab at an apple cake.  Yummy deliciousness.

You can find the recipe here.  I did a simple caramel glaze of equal parts butter and brown sugar. 

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  1. Oh man, that's awesome! I need to get my butt up and go do some fall stuff..oooohhh cake...yummers


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