Apple Picking

This morning we went apple picking at Poverty Lane Orchard in Lebanon. It was an absolutely stunning fall day. Ethan ate his own pint-sized apple and Jeremy and I had a few too many Macouns. Ethan had such a hard time standing in the tall grass that we even sat around together as a family for a half hour without having to chase after him. That is a treat we have rarely experienced since the little man went bipedal in July!

I am thankful for some quiet, family time. My medical school coursework has picked up in intensity (although I am experiencing what many before have said - that the material is not particularly difficult or intellectually challenging, just voluminous) and Jeremy is taking on some more responsibility as a student-teacher at Richmond Middle School. We are on the go so much these days - shuffling off to school, daycare, rugby practice, studying, laundry, dishes. It is lovely just to sit in the grass together and eat apples.