For the first two weeks of September, my lil bear (a.k.a. my son) and I spent the mornings learning, discussing, and playing with apples and the color red. I am blessed to have the opportunity to homeschool my toddler. Besides our mommy-and-me classes on Mondays, we spend three days out of the week “playing school.” Since the first two weeks were dedicated to apples, what better way to wrap up the lesson then to take a field trip? This adventure allowed us to use ALL of our senses while visiting Riley’s Farm in Glen Oaks, which is “gorge-e-ous!” You name it, and the hidden community had it. Everything from apple picking (of course), to hay rides, archery lessons, apple pressing, and so much more. I’m telling ya, if you want to spend a day in what feels like the country, then head on over to Riley’s. We only had time to enjoy 2 hours there and didn’t even get to taste their famous apple pie. Whaaa (my fault, I had a photo session after). My little family and I are definitely going back (maybe even this winter) because it snows there. I know, right? Magical! Hope you enjoy our little adventure and it inspires you to do something hands-on with your family too!
Oh ya, seriously this is an amazing location for a photo session. For-reals! Lol, I know that’s a made up saying, but it’s fun to say. .jpg "ab2")
Here’s the deal. All of the trees that had a ribbon attached to it were ripe and okay to pick. Glad they told us that before hand, or then my applesauce would have been tasting like those candies you used to eat in Jr. High, Sour Apple lollipops.
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Our first stop was a quaint little farm with the cutest country feel. Complete with a southern-style white two-story house, a red barn, and a fat old pig out back..jpg "ab3")
“Toss the worm-holed apples in the crates please. We don’t want them to go to waste,” said the ranch owner. Umm…if you mean won’t go to waste by feeding the wormed-apples to the pigs then okay. Well at least I hope that’s there plan. Ewww.jpg "ab4")
Of course he loved touching the “bad” apples. Ay, little boy!.jpg "ab5")
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Caught red handed!.jpg "ab9")
Love..jpg "ab10")
This was the second location, which was much much larger then the first. That meant more photo ops! Yay!.jpg "ab11")
Seriously, I love him…but when I was potty training him this week I just had to keep reminding myself of how his cute face looks when he’s not driving me up the walls. I’m thinking….thanks to these photos, he is now successfully potty trained. . Ha! Ya, ya, ya! .jpg "ab12")
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He is just too silly for words..jpg "ab14")
Can you tell he’s a photographer’s son?
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I love this story board the best..jpg "ab16")
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Boys can dress up too!
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“Dada” working hard for our hand pressed apple cider. Seriously the best cold apple cider I’ve tasted and I love me some apple cider..jpg "ab19")
The end!.jpg "ab20")
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How gorgeous does she look, and how cool is her office building? Right!.jpg "ab2")
This one is my favorite. You are totally giving the look that I was talking about!.jpg "ab3")
You are just fierce here and I love it!.jpg "ab4")
Absolutely gorgeous, I tell ya!.jpg "ab5")
Okay, so she thought she was showing a little too much cleave here, but I still think she’s just working it!.jpg "ab7")
Go on with your bad self!.jpg "ab6")
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I don’t think Mateo’s too sure about all this oily stuff they are dabbing on his head. Maybe he’s thinking, ” Are they basting me, because I sure could cook like a chicken in this weather.”.jpg "mb2jpg")
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Aw, the proud parents..jpg "mb18")
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I’m sure he was thinking, “I thought I was done?” After getting dipped, he continued to get more blessings. .jpg "mb6")
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The proud godparents and family..jpg "mb")
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This reminds me when my mom used to dress my sister and I like twins…except we were a whole three years apart. It looks much cuter on these brothers..jpg "mb17")
Kisses for grandpa. & Mateo’s big brother knew how to get the party started right. .jpg "mb12")
These last two images are my favorite. On the left Mateo’s grandmother is holding him, and on the right it’s his great-grandmother. .jpg "mb13")
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Photo taken by me in 2009.jpg "vpb6")
Yes, the signs had painted wooden spoons as the handles. So 50’s, right?.jpg "vpb1")
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We had to get a photo of dad in here before all the pink frills and lace started popping out of boxes..jpg "vpb4")
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It’s gotta be the hair!.jpg "eb4")
My favorite..jpg "eb5")
Now, this is what a fifth grade boy really looks like! .jpg "eb6")
Okay here he goes again throwing in his Jr. GQ looks, so I had to balance it out with my favorite silly one..jpg "eb7")
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