my long two pointed ladder's sticking through a tree, toward heaven still, and there's a barrel i didn't fill.....

it felt so great not having to go anywhere this weekend. my friend tammy asked me to go apple picking with her and her two year old daughter, ferrah. they came to my house so we could all ride together. ferrah came in asking to see "my pretty things" and she proceeded to search my house for as many "pretty things" as she could find. before we left she stated that i "have lots of pretty things". then she asked me if i wanted to go apple picking with her. i said of course. we went to the beak and skiff orchard in lafayette. ferrah was so excited. we got to ride on a hay trailer and she was having a blast. and as soon as we got off she grabbed an apple and started eating it. then i look and she is working on two apples at the same time. we were only allowed to pick mcintosh and gala apples. we were never told why but i was thinking it was because the others weren't ready? i picked mostly galas.

after we were done ferrah made some sand art. she definitely knows her colors. she was so proud of her "pretty thing" that she made. on our way home in the car, out of the blue ferrah said "thank you emily for going apple picking" how cute and awesome it that!? she is so ahead of her time. tammy is such a good mom. ferrah's "nonie" has an herb garden. she makes soaps and other items. if you ask ferrah what she ate from nonie's garden she will say "chamomile" and if you ask her who else eats it she will say "peter rabbit'. on her way out of my house after we got back, she decided to try my lemon thyme. i don't think she cared for it very much, as much as nonie's chamomile. she was spitting it out all over poor tammy. luckily she had some water handy.