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Best. Sunday. Ever.

It’s raining here. Which means no outside.
I’m counting down the days until we visit New Jersey, which is 5. But if you want to be exact, it’s more like… 5 days, 7 hours, 28 minutes, and 9 8 5 however many seconds.

Aidan is at work with Nana. Nana is a 2nd grade teacher who is in the building at 6:30 in the morning and doesn’t leave until 6:30 at night, sometimes later. And when she comes home, she stays up until 11 o’clock. She is the most dedicated teacher I know and I can only wish my children have at least one teacher in their lives like her.

I went off on a little “My Mom Rocks” tangent, so sorry. Anyhoo, Lincoln and Autumn are sleeping. And by sleeping, I mean napping. And by napping, I mean they’re probably awake in their rooms playing. Regardless, I can’t help but think about how awesome of a Sunday we had last week.

Nolan came up to visit. It had been over 6 weeks since we last saw him and the kids were beyond excited. So much so that Lincoln declared we had to have a party. But not just any kind of party, a “costume party“. And we did. But that was on Monday.

We had a yard sale Sunday morning and decided to go apple picking afterwards. It wasn’t really planned. It was more of a “why not?” decision. And one I’m so happy we made.

It may have been because the kids had awesome behavior. It could have been the weather was absolutely gorgeous. Or maybe it was the fact that my family was together. But last Sunday was the best day I’ve had in a really long time. I’d go as far as saying it was perfect.

We go to Red Apple Farm in Phillipston, MA every year. It’s 20 minutes from my mom’s house and offers more than just apple picking.

 

We always start our visit with feeding the farm animals.

Autumn loved feeding the donkey and the bull.

Autumn loved feeding the donkey and the bull.

 

Lincoln liked the goats and sheep.

Lincoln liked the goats and sheep.

 

The goats really liked what Lincoln had to offer.

The goats really liked what Lincoln had to offer.

 

Aidan feed 1 goat, but was more interested in the old tractor. I have pictures of him on that tractor from previous years and didn’t think it was necessary for another, but now I’m questioning that decision.

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Aidan on the tractor. October 2011

 

From there, we went to the washing station to clean off all the animal saliva and attempted to go apple picking.

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I was hoping to get all 3 of them standing next to each other, possibly holding hands. What I got was typical. And typical was and is good enough for me.

 

It took some time, but we eventually got into the orchard…

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1st picked apple of the trip.

 

Lincoln loves apples. He loved having an unlimited supply. At one point during the trip, we found him working on 3 different apples.

Lincoln loves apples. He loved having an unlimited supply. At one point during the trip, we found him working on 3 different apples.

 

Aidan really enjoyed climbing the trees to reach the "just right" apples.

Aidan really enjoyed climbing the trees to reach the “just right” apples.

 

Climbing the trees was one thing, maneuvering around the fallen apples was another.

Climbing the trees was one thing, maneuvering around the fallen apples was another.

 

Autumn also enjoyed picking...

Autumn also enjoyed picking…

 

..but she definitely enjoyed eating them more.

..but she definitely enjoyed eating them more.

 

I tried my best to get a "nice" shot of these 3. This was way better. This captured each of their personalities.

I tried my best to get a “nice” shot of these 3. This was way better. This captured each of their personalities.

 

I couldn't help but join in on the silliness.

I couldn’t help but join in on the silliness.

 

 

By the end of the trip, we had a full basket of apples…..

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I’m so happy I didn’t have to carry that basket of apples.

…some very full bellies…

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…and some delicious treats for later…

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We left the farm with a basket looking like this….

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This is what that same basket looked like 4 days later…

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And this is today. Exactly a week later….

Lincoln put a pear in the basket because he didn't want it to be empty.

Lincoln put a pear in the basket because he didn’t want it to be empty.

 

My children ate most of the apples we picked. I did, however, mange to prevent 25 from going into their bellies…

We made a gluten/dairy free apple pie. It. was. DELICIOUS.

We made a gluten/dairy free apple pie. It. was. DELICIOUS.

 

We also jarred the remainder of our our homemade apple pie filling.

We also jarred the remainder of our our homemade apple pie filling.

 

In the end, they wound up eating those apples anyway. Lincoln and Autumn fought over the last piece of pie, which went to Nana because she rocks.

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I Just Want Apple Pie

We had “one of those days” yesterday, or at least I did. You know the one I’m talking about. The kind where you can see the day passing by and you have no control over what is happening. The kind where the harder you try, the worse things seem to get. And the only things I wanted to do was make an apple pie and eat it.

We started with coloring. I drew the first letter of Lincoln and Autumn’s name and had them color it in with the medium of their choice. They chose markers.

I told Lincoln to color in the circles. He colored several large, red circles. I had to show him what I meant. The circles he did color in were done so quite nicely.

I told Lincoln to color in the circles. He colored several large, red circles. I had to show him what I meant. The circles he did color in were done so quite nicely.

How awesome of a job did Autumn do?! Yes, she colored this all by herself.

How awesome of a job did Autumn do?! Yes, she colored this all by herself.

I should have only given them the option of crayons or colored pencils. After Lincoln finished his letter, he colored himself with the blue marker in an attempt to make himself a cheetah. Or was it a dragon? Or maybe it was a lion. Regardless, he colored himself with blue marker and then declared he needed a bath.  He was quite angry when I said no.
How could I deny him you ask? Aidan had soccer practice at 5:30 and Lincoln would be rolling around in the grass and leaves. I wasn’t giving him 2 baths in one day.

Then again, we have far fewer markers than crayons.

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Thank you Autumn for dumping out the entire bag of loose crayons.

 

Although she dumped them out, Autumn had no problem helping to clean them up. This is why she is my favorite when it comes to cleaning up.

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Lunch was a disaster. It didn’t happen. Lincoln and Autumn both had their bajillionith melt down of the morning AT THE SAME TIME. And instead of beating them or locking them in the basement, i simply put them down for naps.

Lincoln, who was not in the least bit happy with this move, destroyed his room.

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See the crumpled blue sleeping blanket? Lincoln’s under that. You can actually see his head if you look closely.

Apparently it's exhausting being exhausting.

Apparently it’s exhausting being exhausting.

I managed to get the apples cooked for our pie filling AND canned what was left over. Score for Momma!

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Lincoln is so cheeky. As much as it drives me nuts, I love it.

And then Aidan came home, but I still had this to deal with….

I got the apples cooking for our pie filling! The kitchen paid for it, though.

I may have gotten the apples cooked and jarred for our pie filling, but the kitchen paid for it.

 

The kids decided it best to build a trap.

What kind of a trap? The kind where you wrap ribbon on the kitchen cabinets and get it stuck on the handle of the dishwasher.

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My rule of putting your jacket away didn’t apply this day. If it did, Aidan’s jacket wouldn’t be on the kitchen floor in this picture.

Dinner was cooked and eaten. Aidan did homework and I managed to make the pie crust. It chilled in the fridge while we were at soccer practice, the idea being I would make it when they went to bed. But there was an issue with that plan. I wanted a piece of pie as soon as their heads hit the pillow and I closed their doors.

Now, if you know me you know I have a set bedtime routine for the kids and we hardly ever deviate. Guess what? I deviated. BIG TIME.

We got home at 6:30 (which is when we are typically reading books) and we made pie. The kids helped me roll out the crust, place it in the pie stone, fill it, place the top layer of crust, and put it in the oven.

By the time I got them bathed and in bed, it was 7:30. Autumn is never an issue going down. It’s Lincoln (you can check out his sleep issues here). I made myself perfectly clear as I was closing the boys’ bedroom door… “You will not get a single piece of pie tomorrow if you get of your bed. I promise.”

Guess who stayed in bed? Oh, the power of pie.

I made my way down stairs and took the pie out of the oven. I salivated. I’m not going to lie. It looked that good.

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And then I cut myself a very healthy slice.

And then another. And I ate it even though my stomach was telling my brain it was full. My brain told my stomach to shut up or fuck off. I deserved a second helping.

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And because the kids stayed in bed, like the angels I know they can be, and because they did such an awesome job making that pie…. they were rewarded with pie for breakfast.

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And I won the “Best Momma in the World” award this morning.

Thank you (insert bow here), thank you (insert bow here).

Oh, and the pie is gone…

Lincoln and Autumn are fighting over the last piece, which went to Nana.

Lincoln and Autumn are fighting over the last piece, which went to Nana.

…it was that good.