Every year Jason and I try a new orchard (because lets be honest here, Massachusetts is FILLED to the brim with orchards, so why stick with just one?!) and we ventured out to Harvard’s cute and haaa-uge Carlson Orchards for Quinns first apple picking adventure! We had a hard time deciding between a 1/2 peck and a 1/2 bushel bag of apples to pick so we took both bags with us just in case. Its a big decision folks…a 1/2 bushel is a wholllllle ‘lotta apples! Jason had his heart set on picking Golden Crisp apples while I the Gala, but we grabbed a few Macintosh because I feel like thats kind of a given when you live in New England. Jason eats more apples a week than anyone I know so Im sure they won’t go to waste.
While playing among the Mac trees, we gave Q her own shot at picking some and she picked her very first apple on her own, on her first try! I can’t even explain in words how proud she was of herself, and even though it was the worlds tiniest ripe apple, we still kept it. She looked at that apple like it was gold.
Now that Quinn is fully mobile we thought the idea of taking her to an orchard would be perfect to run around a tucker her out. Isn’t that every parent’s goal anyways? To completely wear them out by running them hard so they sleep like champs at night?
We made it about 10 minutes in before I hear a “I gotta do it” come from Jason on the other side of the tree we were picking from in the Gala section. Of course I broke down laughing because what on earth would an adventure be with my husband without a little inappropriate humor?
Obviously my mind was in the gutter.
He meant to try an apple, as if it were completely against the rules. Who doesn’t eat an apple when they’re apple picking?! I think being hungry is a good enough excuse.
Oh. My. Sweet. Pete.
I hate to sound like Im oozing with exaggeration but their Galas were probably the juiciest, most delicious apples I think Ive ever sank my teeth into. You know they’re good apples when your daughter, who has never even held one in her hand before, spends the entire trip biting into them.
Id simply omit the fact that she’d chuck them after taking a bite if it wasn’t so adorable, but I won’t blame that on the taste. She just likes to throw things…a lot. I think I spent half of our afternoon chasing after all of the perfect apples that her dad climbed up the trees to get, but thats part of what made our day so perfect.
I have big plans for our big bundle of apples, and I should since we ended up taking home a 1/2 bushel, but I have to say this was a fun start to the fall season. Its hard to squeeze in quality time with just the three of us together because of his crazy work schedule, but we always remind ourselves of how important it is to do things like this with Q as much as we can. And Jason made it clear that I need to designate at least half the bag for him to eat, including all of his beloved Golden Crisps when I launch myself into a fall baking frenzy.
Funny guy he is.