This is why I married Erik - he can reach all the good oranges at the top. In this picture we are at a "pick-your-own" orange grove near my house in AZ. We ended up lugging a crate of oranges on the plane as a carry-on, and have been eating them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. While at the orchard, Erik and my cousin started an orange war. Moldy oranges were flying (and rolling) back and forth, and thanks to their stellar aim, everyone in the group got to participate!