Last week Jake decided he wanted to make some more applesauce to replenish our dwindling supply of home-bottled goodness.So he called Cameron's grandma, and the next morning he and I were scaling step stools and ladders to retrieve several boxes full of apples from her tree. We took them home and went right to work. Jake worked along side me, and Abby and Grace played together peacefully all day carrying dolls around, nibbling on apples, or occasionally using apples as bowling balls. At day's end, the top of one of the remaining boxes of apples looked like this.
Were they checking to see if the grass was greener (or the taste sweeter) one apple over? Or perhaps each one was so good they wanted to sample them all? I hope they enjoyed them. At any rate, if an apple a day keeps the doctor away, my kids are going to be healthy for a long time.