It was a crisp, clear Autumn day in South Jersey. After spending most of the day Saturday staining our fence, we decided to enjoy the weather by going apple picking.
We took a hay ride from the farm out to the apple orchard, where Morgan grabbed a bag and quickly headed off to pick Empire, Red Delicious, and Golden Delicious apples (What? No Honey Crisps?)
Morgan gathered up apples like a pro, saying "apple!" every time she saw one. Needless to say, she said "apple!" a lot on Sunday.
Before long, the bags were too full for Morgan to carry them herself.
So she decided she would just point to apples instead. "There's more apples down here."
"C'mon, Momma and Dada... follow me!"
Once we finally caught up to Morgan, she posed for a photo with Momma.
Morgan worked up quite a thirst doing all that picking. So she grabbed some juice while we waited for the hay ride back to the farm.
"Oh no, Momma! We forgot Dada in the orchard!"
"Oops, never mind... There's Dada... Hi Dada."
When we got back to the farm, Morgan wanted to play with the pumpkins. No, no, Morgan. We'll save the pumpkin picking for another blog post later this Fall.
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