My sister got these two books some time ago for Lillie. In one, it mentions apple bobbing. I don’t mind apple bobbing per se—I mind sharing a barrel, bin or bucket with others whom are also…apple bobbing. By noon one day, Jake had been given the beat d0wn for the umpteenth time and he decided to put Lillie’s queries to rest. We apple bobbed at lunch. It was quite fun and a good couple hours of entertainment for the goose. Perfect.
Jake showing her how it is done. Dang--he looks good even when he is soaked and is hanging onto a big ole apple!
Lillie deciding she just has to be more prepared in order to get out the apples. Does she get swimming goggles? Nope. Those are the goggles from her work bench area-which in all honesty have been with the bath toys for months. You never know when you are gonna need to protect your eyes.
You and I are kindred spirits. I have such memories of dodging the bobbing-for-apples match at kindergarten Halloween parties. Squeemish little me wanted her own barrel and her own apples, thankyouverymuch!
ReplyDeleteLillie in the goggles: Oh. My. Goodness. :)
Jennifer