...mostly because it's time to pick these beauties:
We headed out to Northboro, MA, to pick apples at the Tougas Farms. I positively love apple picking at Tougas Farms!
This is how normal people pick apples:
And this is how giraffes pick apples:
And Chandler hung out in her carrier.
Poor Chandler.
Then it was time for Phase II: Pumpkins.
These Tougas Farm people are no dummies. You have to walk past the pumpkins to get to your car. So guess what? You buy a pumpkin.
Last year, Frances rejected several pumpkins because they were too big. Not this year.
And Chandler ate grass. Poor Chandler.
This one almost persuades me to send out a Christmas card, but we all know that's not going to happen.
"Hey, Frances, pose with your sister!"
"Sure, Mom. Like this?"
And then it was lunch time. Poor Chandler.
Some day, kiddo, you'll have teeth. And the world will be a beautiful place, full of pumpkin seeds, apple butter, and apple galette. Photos to come.
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