Sunday, 30 October 2011

"My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree toward heaven still." ~ Robert Frost

On Thanksgiving weekend, your father and I took you apple picking.  It was your best pick yet!  You were so incredibly excited to climb every ladder you could find.  You and your father raced to see who could fine the most - apple picking came second ;-)  When you got tired of running and stayed long enough on one ladder to place your hand on an apple, you picked it and screamed with success: "I did it!"  And you had.  You always did.  Later that afternoon, we drank apple/pear cider (with no preservatives added).  You were a little hesitant at first but ended up drinking three glasses in the end and asked for a fourth.  We decided to buy a jug.  You guzzled that too.

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