My mom convinced me to put on a dress and get in the car under the pretense we were going to "play in the big yard with the pretty tree."
We say hi to this tree day every day when we drive by.
Yes, I'm three, but I'll soon be four!
Bonus: Apples!
"One, two, three, four, who do you think these apples are for?"
Oooh, pretty leaves!
Hooray for fall!
