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Harvest Time

So life at my parent's house is great. We do lots of fun things including canning and picking apples. Daniel of course loves these things. First he loves doing what he calls "making tomatoes."

 


Mom has an apple tree that had lots of apples this year. So we went outside to harvest them when the time seemed right. Daniel thought it was so cool to pick apples and continued to throw them in the box. The girls just love being outside.

 


 


Alice and Abby love to be outside. Abby is learning how to pull herself up and try to walk. Daniel of course threw apples at Abby in hopes of making them into the box.

 


We did have one problem of not being tall enough and not really wanting to get the ladder out. First we pulled out a rake and mom held down the branches while everyone pulled the apples off. Then Stephanie climbed the tree with the rake to get the apples. Eventually Stephanie just shook the tree until she almost fell out and we got all but about fifteen apples out of the tree. Hopefully next year it still wants to produce.


Daniel's job was after the apples fell to pick them up and put them in the basket. The key was to get the apples before the dogs got them because they love to take bites out of them.




On a good note our house is almost done. Check out Jason's pictures on Facebook to see it. We should close in 9 days. Hooray! Daniel still refers to it as the dirt house but told us that we just need to clean it and then it won't be the dirt house. I don't think he will be happy about the lack of yard and the abundance of dirt that will remain when we move it. Anyone that wants to help us move in, just let me know.

Comments

Marie said…
wish we were there to help with the move! But so exciting!
Anjanette said…
I would be happy to watch the kiddos while you move. I hope the closing goes well.

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