This week, while on a walk around the block, my mom happened to notice one of her neighbors had a pear tree that was overwhelmed with delicious fruit. After sampling a few pieces, she went to the door and asked if it would be alright to bring her grandchildren to pick a few pieces. The sweet lady, herself a grandmother, was in the middle of watching her two year old twin grandaughters and was more than happy to offer her tree as entertainment for our kiddos. So Saturday morning, we loaded up, and began our pear picking expidition.
As you can see we were all assigned jobs….
Grumpy was the main picker….
PS If anyone needs some pears, we have plenty to spare.