Traditions are priceless.
This is year 6.
We've definitely grown in numbers over the last 6 years!
Christian was Will's age the first time we went apple picking.
She could have stayed all day.
He had our apple bag filled in no time and then I spent the rest of the time reminding him that the apples were not baseballs.
Poor Will never got out of the stroller. Good thing he had Gwennie to keep him company!