Recently we went up to the Foothills to procure some apples for my holiday jam (making) session. They had dwarf trees which were perfect for the kids to pick from without any help.
Connor found the best way to pick them was to get a boost from Daddy's shoulders and reach the ones on the tree tops.
For some reason neither of the kids would eat the apples fresh off of the trees. Jorma and I didn't have any problem with it, but the boys were more into climbing the trees (Connor) or picking the apples and seeing how far they could be thrown baseball style (Tristan).
Too bad the great apple trip turned into the great apple famine (allergy testing). Not to worry about Connor though. When we are done with his three weeks of testing, he'll get apple everything, sauce, jam and maybe even one of the pies I made and froze for later.
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