visiting in pittsburgh and the apple orchard

This past weekend, Gen and her little family came up to visit us in Pittsburgh!!!!! (I feel like I could just add a ton more exclamation points and finish the post there!)

I have seriously looked forward to them visiting for what feels like FOREVER.  Gen visited me right after I got married, in the summer of 2015, but she hadn’t seen our new home or brought Dalton and Patrick with her until this past weekend.  It was absolutely glorious.

Boys holding the babes in the Cultural District of Pittsburgh

Boys holding the babes in the Cultural District of Pittsburgh

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The weather was beautiful, not really fall-like, but still pretty, with the highs in the upper 70s and the lows in the 50s.  When we went to the apple orchard on Saturday, we hoped that we could have a picnic, pick some apples, and possibly get some good pictures that we could use for Christmas cards.  Let’s be honest.  In today’s social media-driven society, the only reason people go to apple orchards in the fall is so that they can take pictures of themselves and then take pictures of the apple things they bake.  So that’s pretty much exactly what we did.  I mean, yeah, the apples were great and it was a fun experience and everything, but I’m not gonna play and say that we were in it just for the apples.  And I know we’re not alone in thinking this because basically everyone else that was there came all glammed up and ready for photo shoots too.  People turn up for the apple orchard.

Heart eyes, heart eyes, heart eyes

Heart eyes, heart eyes, heart eyes

Anyway, so we get there and lay out our picnic mat (which if you don’t have one of these, you need to seriously consider getting it--it’s one of the best purchases we’ve made since we’ve had Miriam, but it’s great even if you don’t have kids) and start to eat our lunch.  For lunch we brought leftovers from our dinner the night before at Meat & Potatoes, which is Jonathan and my favorite spot to eat in Pittsburgh.  Everything was going so well, lunch was delicious, we were in a cool, shaded spot, the kids were enjoying themselves.  And then the bees showed up.  All I’m going to say is that three of the four adults there handled themselves very calmly, not freaking out when a bee buzzed past their ear (which was about every two minutes), and only one of the adults almost sacrificed her child’s safety because she didn’t want to get stung by a bee.  I don’t want to go into details, and I wouldn’t be writing about it if it were Gen.  So I’m going to let you conclude what you want, but please know that no children (or adults) were injured by bees that day.

This is the cutest picture of dad and son on our Gathre mat.

This is the cutest picture of dad and son on our Gathre mat.

After we ate, we decided to try to hurry up the picture taking process, since it was getting pretty hot and there were sweaters involved.  I could feel my energy draining as each picture was taken, but I think we got some good ones like what you see below:

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CUTIE before she pulled the apple from the tree.  She's more interested in the camera; I have no idea where she gets that...

CUTIE before she pulled the apple from the tree.  She's more interested in the camera; I have no idea where she gets that...

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As the day went on, we kept trying to hurry each new step because we were getting hot, the kids were getting tired, and the pictures were getting sloppy.  But we had gone this whole time without picking any apples.  So we said, “I guess we better do that apple picking thing otherwise that’s embarrassing,” and we ended up having a really good time picking them.  Patrick absolutely loved it, and Miriam didn’t really quite get it, though she did enjoy eating the apples.