Last weekend we headed out to Berry Patch Farms to do a little pumpkin pickin’. Liam has been asking about going to the farm to pick a pumpkin for the last month or so and he was ecstatic when the day finally arrived.
Gillian and Ean joined us and we were set to leave at 9:15, but Paige reminded us once more of the cardinal rule of parenthood, which is that plans are for suckers (well, that and the fact that although we may be the ones who pretend to be in charge, but we’re actually being drug around by the skin of our woobies by the very people we created). So after handling a feeding that started just as we were supposed to walk out the door followed by an epic poop that involved 4 diapers, 30 minutes, and poop on my face (not to mention the walls…again…), we were finally on our way.
The place was a zoo (there were actual farm animals which means there’s surely a joke in here somewhere, but I’m too tired right now to make it) but well-organized and we were off on the hayride out to the pumpkins in no time. We finished up the day with fried pies and boiled peanuts and everyone had a blast. Here are some pictures from the day.
[As a choir of angels sings]
Liam checks out the animals with Ean:
It’s kind of ridiculous, but I think that this is the first picture we have of all four of us together:
Aunt G offers a gourd:
Liam checks it out:
Back to the pumpkins:
This is how Paige spent her time at the farm:
She’s very excited about the pumpkins:
Off in search of greener pastures (read: bigger pumpkins):
“Okay fine, Mama. I’ll give Paige a pumpkin, but I won’t look at her while I do it…”
Aaaaannnnnd, he’s off!
Guarding his find:
“Oh look! Pumpkins everywhere!”
Liam checks out the merchandise:
Ean checks out the merchandise:
“Hey Ean — you may have the big one, but I’ve got three at one time!”
I thought we were just getting a cute picture amidst the pumpkins, but the bonus we got was rotten pumpkin all over his back…it was still worth it: