The weather was quite ominous, but the rain held off long enough for us to get in our hay ride and apple picking.
|Overcast, but still pretty|
|Lining up for an apple picking lesson|
|Twist, THEN pull|
|This is harder than it looks|
|Emmy and Mommy headed back|
|Let me out of here!|
...although it DID make it feel wamer outside in comparison.
|Finally, the playground!|
In an effort to avoid buying one of the delicious but incredibly unhealthy pies they were baking and selling at the orchard, I bought a box of seconds apples and promised Emily we'd make our own (secretly healthier) pie when we got home. The problem is, I've only ever made about 2 pies in my life, and it has been years since I made those. If you've ever made pie before you'll know that pie crust dough is tempermental in the best of circumstances and here I was trying to make our pies healthier by using whole wheat flour (I may have even accidentally used rye flour, I'm not positive since I have about 10 unlabeled bags of various types of flour in my pantry). My helper was a little girl who had not had much lunch and had spent the whole morning exhausting herself running around an apple orchard. There were many tears and once she spotted me trying to take pictures there was even some angry flour-throwing, but dang it, I wanted to document our wholesome and educational activity.
|No pictures Mommy!|
|Aaaaaaaand she's back!|