Apple picking was not an option growing up in Texas, so it's an activity we latched onto from almost the start of our time in St. Louis (see past posts: 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013, and 2014). It's fun to look back at the past blog posts and see how our lives have changed: we went with a big group of friends the first year, I was pregnant the next, and then you can see B grow each year. It's a fun little marker.
We had a crazy September, so it took us a while to get around to it this year, but we finally managed to find time last weekend. We headed to the same farm we visited last year, a great local farm that's not too crowded but has all the fall fun you could want.
The one problem with waiting until late in the season was that we were left with pretty slim pickings in the apple orchard. We had to borrow an apple pole to get the few left at the tops of the trees, which meant it wasn't quite as fun for B, since he couldn't just grab them off the trees. Next year, we definitely need to shoot for September or earlier in October.
We had much better luck in the pumpkin patch, and B picked out more pumpkins than we could really carry. That boy loves himself a pumpkin.
We finished the trip with some fresh apple cider donuts, so I'd say it was a pretty good day. Happy fall!