According to our five-year-old, Sunday was, indeed, the best.
Mike had an exceptionally long night at work (contrary to popular opinion, firefighters do not sleep all night) and I was battling allergies, but we decided to proceed with The Plan and spend the day picking apples at Mercier Orchards. I’m so glad we did. It was one of those sweet, exhausting, wonderful days.
Everyone enjoyed the ride out to the orchards (minus Kate, who decided riding on a hayride was “Scawy!”). I’ve never picked apples, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. It was perfect for our kids.
Even at 5 and 3, they could easily pick apples without help and thought it was fun to choose between the varieties offered (“Hmm…do I want Red Delicious or Candy Crisp?”).
Once we finally filled our bags (I think the final count was 32 apples), we enjoyed a picnic lunch by the pond.Then the bakery was visited, apple wine and hard apple cider was purchased, and the store survived our Child Who Must Touch Everything In Sight.
We planned to hike after picking apples, but certain people were showing signs of being extremely tired and their kids needed to rest too. So we scratched the hiking plan and began the trek home.
This was our first time at Mercier Orchards in the beautiful Blue Ridge mountains and I hope to make this a fall tradition. The staff was helpful, the layout flowed nicely and was easy to navigate (even with 3 littles) and the setting was perfect for making fun, family memories.