



We picked apples again this weekend--see how industrious we were? Actually this was a pile of very stinky rotting apples--got the kids to stand there barely long enough to take the picture. It was a very hot day--we had planned to pick apples and then hang out at the lake, letting the kids wade. They ended up swimming fully dressed! Despite Bubba's expression, a fun time was had by all. Maybe he was having premonitions of the fate of his beloved Cubbies later that afternoon.
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