Every year on Thanksgiving we always go pick apples up in Thornbury, which is close to where we had our cottage growing up. It is always near the end of the season, but that doesn't matter.
This year was great, Breanna was curious about seeing the apples on the tree, and was trying to take a bite out of every one that we picked. Last year she was so small that she wasn't even eating real food, but was given her first taste of apple- and this year she was munching everything she could find.
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