shhhhhhh, we're hunting wabbit... err... apples.

Every year for as long as I can remember, my family has gone apple picking on Thanksgiving. For you Americans ---> Canadians celebrate Thanksgiving the beginning of October. Every couple of years we've had to find an new place to pick... because the orchards get busier and busier and it's impossible to enjoy yourself surrounded by a thousand freaks and their children. So we got smart this year and DIDN'T go on Thanksgiving. WHAT A DIFFERENCE. There was parking, no lineups... for anything, places to sit for lunch, plenty of pies to choose from, and of course... LOTS of apples.

Note to self... remember all of this for next year.

My Mama

Bumpa telling Chicken the history of this old pump. BAHAHAHA!!!

Chicken's pumpkin choice.

My Mama getting artsy with the camera.

Lovin Grandma and Bumpa

Our pumpkins... love the nubby one!

Our finds of the day

Playing in the hay.

Waiting for the tractor to take us into the orchard.

Rockin out in the orchard

Soooo tasty!

Bumpa's being silly

Hiding with Grandma