2. Despite the apple fail, there were still pumpkins in the field to harvest on your own. Not that we went out there because after the apple retrieving, the petting zoo, the bounce pillow and cider donut bread pudding both kids were done. D.O.N.E. Needless to say, the corn maze was also out of the question which bummed me out a little as I have never attempted one.
3. Wren really likes animals... in theory. Just like at the Brookfield zoo, when actually confronted with real animals, Wren will gape and stare but absolutely refuse to touch them. While Calder happily fed the goats, Wren threw the feed on the ground and ran back to the safety of her father. Who then betrayed her by putting her hand on a llama. I would say it is easier to brush her teeth then it is to get Wren to touch a farm animal.
4. For some reason, being agriculturally adjacent will make me spend a ridiculous amounts of money on stupid shit. Like that one time I accidentally bought an $80 Christmas tree. Or this weekend when I spent $7.99 on a gallon of cider.
5. My poor city raised Calder. Even though there were no apples left on the trees, I thought it would be nice to wander the orchard for a bit so the kids could see where their food actually comes from for once. Since everyone else was sensibly grabbing apples under the shaded tent we were quickly alone and even though we had only gone a few rows up and over, Calder began to panic that we were lost. Then he saw a grasshopper and stopped caring.
6. Remembering to charge the camera battery is a good thing. Remembering to get it out of the charger before you leave the house is even better.
7. No matter how many times Wren falls on her face, she will get back up. I find this to be amusing. So did a cadre of other mothers standing around the bounce pillow.
9. I am a sucker for foods that incorporate apples: Apple cider, cider donuts, applewood smoked pulled pork sandwiches, apple butter. Did I mention the bread pudding? IT'S MADE WITH DONUTS, PEOPLE.
10. All Seasons Orchard. A nice place to visit and lose a bunch a money. There were tons of activities for the kids that we never even got to because both my lovely offspring were well over their fun limits. And for the record: If you were there on Saturday and saw what looked like a grown woman kicking a small child, it was not. I simply put my leg out to stop him from running away and he fell over it. It was either that or drop his sister.