We enjoyed apple picking at Lynd's again. We're lovin' it!
Mommy (for the one hundredth time): "Vanessa, come on sweety . . . just follow me to the car . . . you can bring the apple . . ."
And don't let Baby Megan's picture fool you -- she merely grew frustrated trying to bite into the apple . . .
When not sidetracked by the deliciousness of the apple, Vanessa was very good at staying by Mommy's side. (Okay . . . and when she didn't want to climb trees . . . my hands were too full at that point to take a picture. So much for Vanessa wanting to pull her wagon -- I think she pulled it three inches and realized the grass was too high and it was too much work . . .)
I didn't have to do a thing to this picture for it to look this way . . . just somethin' funky with the camera . . . and shareable:
