You can't actually pick the apples there.
BUT you can drive around the whole farm
on golf carts- and that is a blast.
Ok so I admit it...
this was the 2nd time I went this fall.
The last time was with Kim and her little boys.We had Lauren's help and four small children with us.
So we certainly had our hands full.
We still floored it.
So irresponsible I know.
Thankfully they don't go very fast.
honey crisp apples that I bought the last time I was here.
We knew that we wanted to come back and buy a bunch more.
After church on Sunday was the perfect time for a little adventure
on a crisp day. We didn't tell the kids where we were going.
When we arrived most of the children jumped out of the van
and ran over to the golf cart that Dad had claimed. Leaving
Lauren and I, along with Dominick and Lulu in ours.
We went faster.
So we raced away down the aisles of trees.
Lauren and I even stuck our leg out the side and
pretended to push the cart along Flinestone style.
Each time we would come back down an aisle and
see Dad and his passengers we would scream and
race away again. At one point we went down an
aisle that was blocked at the end.
Apparently I was in such a hurry that I missed
seeing the road block. No fear- Lauren was there!
She hopped off the cart and pushed the farm thing
out of the way!















3 comments:
It looks like fun. Too bad you can't pick your own apples. That would be quite an experience.
Does baby bear have to go back to Haiti eventually?
Beautiful pictures of some beautiful kids!
You guys have the bestest fun! maybe we should move north????
LOL
Bekki
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