We went to the pumpkin patch to pick out some fall cheer. We went with two other families who have kids of an age to actually enjoy walking through and picking out pumpkins, so it was really great to watch them experience it.
It's amazing how un-kid friendly a pumpkin patch can be. Especially for the walking neophytes. Every other step was a faceplant, and it stopped being fun within the first 5 yards into the field, and then moms and dads had to pick up the kids and work at not tripping themselves.
Gus picking himself up for the hundredth time
The farm that we went to was set up to have all kinds of activities for all different age groups. They had a petting zoo and a huge corn maze, a little putt-putt course, a bouncy blowup thingy, booths with all different kinds of fried foods and live music.
I had roasted corn for lunch, the Bubba had a fried dough treat, and we got to sing along to some bad country songs and impress our friends with how many country lyrics we actually know!
Mean old parents that make Lucy sit on
the cold ground for a cheap photo op.
And a good time was had by all!