Last Saturday, we took Mazzy apple picking. It sounds simple, but modern day apple picking seems to involve everything from petting zoos to carnival games to waiting as patiently as one knows how for apple cider doughnuts.
I think we had fun. We discovered Mazzy likes live bluegrass music. And that she makes an excellent substitution for an apple picker pole.
But we also discovered that when exposed to varied terrain (fields, orchards, outdoor food courts, etc.), Mazzy is like Carrie Mathison in Beirut. Turn your head for a second and she’s gone— the need for adventure totally outweighing all common sense. (Okay, maybe that wasn’t the best analogy, but I’m so excited Homeland is back on, I just couldn’t help myself.)
It’s also kind of hard to lug a bushel of apples and a pumpkin around while your toddler runs from the bouncy castle to the face painting booth and then back to the bouncy castle again. And why is there a bouncy castle at the apple orchard anyway? Can’t picking apples be the full extent of the activity?
Also, hayrides have never been fun EVER. But try explaining that to a two-year-old who is hellbent on going on one.
Over on Mommy Shorts, I’ve got a series of pie charts that properly break down all “fall family activities”, so you can make a proper judgement call before you dedicate an entire Saturday to chasing your toddler around pumpkin patch.