I just finished a bowl of freshly made apple sauce. Made yesterday, in fact. In my kitchen. By my lovely bride.
On Wednesday, Megan went out with the girls, and a bunch of other ladies, and picked apples. She brought home a bushel. Yum. She also brought home a gallon of apple cide, a jar of apple butter, and a jar of honey, with the comb in it.
A good time was had by all. While picking, you can sample an apple from the tree[1]. If you like it, pick some. If you don’t… toss the apple aside, and move along. This, of course, was a delight to the girls. I thought it was just a cool experience.
Hopefully next year we’ll get to all go. In the mean time… we’ve got apples to eat!

[1]not gourds, though. Don’t touch the gourds, or a grumpy old man will yell at you. Even if your children (or any of the children in your group) didn’t pick the gourd… they just found it on the ground and were playing with it. Leave it alone, and let the old bitter man rest easy.

The girls have been excited about this movie since they first saw pictures of it. I thought it would be pretty good, too.
But, we (Megan and I) watched it last night, to preview it for the girls. Friday is movie day, and that is what they were going to watch today. But we decided that we wouldn’t let them.

I was really disappointed with it. Basically, I didn’t let the girls watch it because I don’t want them to start talking the way they did in the film. Way too much potty humor.

The movie was mildly entertaining for an adult, that understands all the references to pop culture of today, and yesterday. There were a few segments that were really cool to watch. Like the ‘cross town express’ scene. That was very elaborate, and watching it was exciting.

As far as the story goes, eh. Not too exciting. It’s the story of the little guys banding together to beat the big guys. Not much of an original twist on it, either.

My advice? Stick with A Bug’s Life.

p.s. – for those concerned about movie day for the girls, they went to pick out another one.