I’m ashamed to admit I’m from Illinois and I’d never been apple picking. Well, we had so much fun the other day at Wilkens Farm picking our own apples, I can see why many families make it an annual tradition. We picked a sunny, crisp day to harvest tasty, crisp apples. All along, it wasn’t about the apples, though. It was about introducing our little ones to new experiences like riding in wagons, sitting on tractors, frolicking in orchards, and tasting delectable offerings like apple cider donuts. (I’d never eaten an apple cider donut.)
Okay, you got me. It was largely my own desire to experience these things for the first time that drove us an hour each way for the thrill of the harvest.
Once again I’m finding what my wise cousin told me to be true: That parenting is a great adventure and seeing things through the eyes of a child—who’s tasting, touching, smelling, and playing in a totally novel world of firsts—is the most fun you’ll ever have. Tom, you were right!