So despite the back of the hand slapping we always receive when we go here, we somehow ended up back at Russo’s in Chesterfield for Apple picking this year.
We thought about not going and trying another place but… we thought misbehaving again at the same farm is more fun than behaving at a new farm?!
We think at least. Next year we’ll discuss again briefly and then probably end up back there letting our kids ride in the wagons, move the gourds out of place, and throw hay.
Eleanor knows how to spell her name, but I don’t think she knows how to spell mine.. which made it funny when I realized the wagon she picked had my name on it. Yes, that’s how you spell Fitty on wagons. On the interwebs it’s F I T T Y. Wagons, K A R E N. Got it? Good. And Collin on a wagon is spelled K A T H Y. It has something to do with the Secret National and International Association of people who use wagons for secret agenty purposes. How do I know about it… heh…
I love how this blog has turned into a big crunchy photo share… I’ve been busy but I don’t even have to promise that I’ll be scrapbooking these pics… they are just too yummy! I might even do a mini album!
This is the newest member of our clan, Collin. I just can’t stand the adorable that pours outta this one!!! He’s the little nugget belonging to one of my besties Mary. Right now he’s also the easiest to grab shots of because he’s not running around chasing other running around boys while throwing rotten apples. So I was able to snap a few of those bad boy blues!!
Can you stand it!
And with each new pic of Eleanor, I say it’s my fav… just like the latest song you wrote, you might as well throw out the rest.. But in this case, I’ll be keeping them all. This one reminds me of an Olivia Newton John record album cover… Have YOU never been mellow?
I probably shouldn’t point out the dirt smudge on her nose… coz before I wrote that, I was the only one who noticed.
oh, and they have pumpkins too.. all mine lost their stems rolling around the back of my car… 😦 boo!
Horsey is the ewesh when it comes to what Eleanor carries around with her, but the little sewing kit she found in one of my bags is a new addition. I don’t know if she thought she might need to sew some apples back together or something. When we got home she did tell me she was mad at me for not fixing Luke’s stuffed Sonic yet… It hasn’t been a week yet, but I guess I should get right on top of that. After all it is a neck wound and this is the stuffie ER!!
And with that, the lost boys and I bid you farewell! Happy OCTOBER!!! YAY YAY! I mean HAPPY I WISH IT FELT LIKE OCTOBER AND NOT A RAINFORST THAT MAKES IT HARD TO DECIDE WHETHER TO PUT THE AIR ON IN MY CAR OR JUST LEAVE IT OFF AND FEEL COLD AND STICKY AT THE SAME TIME OCTOBER OCTOBER!