2012 was not a very good year for apples. The spring came too early. The rain too late. The whole season was a mess from an apple growing standpoint. Armed with that information we packed up our station wagon and headed to County Line Orchard in Hobart, Indiana to "pick" apples.
They hadn't lied on the website. The harvest was dismal... in truth, non-existent. Stunt apples had to be brought in for our mock picking in the orchard.
Still, we had a fabulous day with Aunt Katie. Although the apple harvest was sparse, we picked up many wonderful things along the way.
We picked pumpkins.
We picked family.
We picked donuts.
Henry David Thoreau wrote, "Surely the apple is the noblest of fruits." I could not agree more but I think he forgot about donuts.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Saturday, September 1, 2012
The Way We Were...
On Friday night Ani had her first slumber party at Aunt Katie's apartment in Streeterville. They watched movies, painted nails, danced and snuggled up in bed together.
Somewhere in the West Loop, Adom and I reverted to our former carefree, kid-free selves. We went to Coalfire and ate pizza without doling out crayons, Cheerios and other various child distraction tools. We met friends for a drink and I even imbibed in a shot of tequila. We stayed up until 2 AM watching Downton Abbey with the volume up and the lights on. It was wonderful. It was magical. It was not reality.
Truthfully, it was lovely to eat with both of my hands and not have Adom feed me pizza while attending to Ani. It was cool to hang out in a bar with friends after 7:30 PM. It was delightful to watch television at a normal volume and stay up late and make as much noise as we wanted.
In the morning, however, we were ready for reality. We were ready for Ani's 5:30 AM wake-up call. We were ready for stinky diapers and far flung breakfast food. Little clothes, little feet, BIG noises. We missed you. We enjoyed our carefree, kid-free times. We love and cherish our times with you!
That said, we'll drop Ani off around 6:00 PM next Friday! Right, Aunt Katie? Aunt Katie?
Somewhere in the West Loop, Adom and I reverted to our former carefree, kid-free selves. We went to Coalfire and ate pizza without doling out crayons, Cheerios and other various child distraction tools. We met friends for a drink and I even imbibed in a shot of tequila. We stayed up until 2 AM watching Downton Abbey with the volume up and the lights on. It was wonderful. It was magical. It was not reality.
Truthfully, it was lovely to eat with both of my hands and not have Adom feed me pizza while attending to Ani. It was cool to hang out in a bar with friends after 7:30 PM. It was delightful to watch television at a normal volume and stay up late and make as much noise as we wanted.
In the morning, however, we were ready for reality. We were ready for Ani's 5:30 AM wake-up call. We were ready for stinky diapers and far flung breakfast food. Little clothes, little feet, BIG noises. We missed you. We enjoyed our carefree, kid-free times. We love and cherish our times with you!
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