My Apple Picking Hero

Guess how much I love this guy? Love to tell you, but there are really no suffice to say he put Sunday Football on hold to drive 45 minutes listening to me whine about how Carli's head was firmly pressed against my bladder and I wasn't going to make it, with a little boy's feet digging into his back continously, in the heat, and then climbed to the tops of the trees to get me the best apples. Oh, and he acted like he liked it the whole time! Yep - he's a keeper - a real good apple!

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