I will share a story from the festival. My nephew, husband, and the Proper Southern Baby Girl were drawn to an exhibit of rescued wild animals. You pay a couple of bucks and get to go into a tent and see a rescued bear, cougar, squirrel, and so on. As the rest of us waited contemplating whether or not to go through the haunted corn maze, I heard a familiar scream. My husband came out with our screaming child. She had a little place on one little knuckle that had a little blood. This is not unusal for a little one. She was really screaming, so I asked what happened. My husband replied, "she got bit by a wallaby." "A wallaby?" The one in the cage that says "Don't touch the wallaby" wallaby? Yep, that wallaby. She never put her hand in the cage by the way; the wallaby stuck its snout out and babies are really fast. Being overprotective, more mature parents, we gave the doctor a call to see what we needed to do. I told the answering service that we needed to ask about an animal bite. The person asked "what kind of animal?" "Well," I said, "it was a wallaby." That was met with silence. Then, "what is a wallaby?" I explained that it was basically a little kangaroo. "Were you at a petting zoo?" It took everything I had not to reply that "no, it just hopped right up in the backyard and got her." Anyway, I get to hold this over my husband's head forever. The baby girl is fine, and she will have an interesting story to tell once she can tell stories.
Once we had made it past the wallaby incident, we decided to just leave and got to an apple orchard and do some apple picking. We chose Mercier Orchards in Blue Ridge, GA and were extremely pleased. Both my Momma and the Baby Girl wandered around the orchard with an apple in each hand. They were cute. I highly recommend apple picking. It may be a good idea to skip the apple festival weekend, because it was quite crowded. We tried Mercier's fried apple pies, along with a fried strawberry cream pie dipped in chocolate. Okay, neither may have been "THE" fried pie, but that strawberry cream was close to heaven...dipped in chocolate. The glorious search continues.