j + i hit the pumpkin patch twice this year--the first time with friends. the pumpkin patch was held at Riverbend Farm aka someone's backyard. but what a backyard! if these people have grandkids i'm sure it's their favorite place on earth. slides, emus, a pond, a straw hut, a school bus on stilts....what more could a kid want??? i'm sure the word, "FREEDOM!!!!" was running through j's head as he ran all over the place looking at this then that then back to this then that again...and with all that exploring he gained a few raspberries on his forehead and hands, too. those pumpkin roots are hard to maneuver around :)
Farmer John (not his real name...or is it?) drove us out to the patch on the tractor pull so we could pick out a punkin. there were so many good ones but i just couldn't manage j and a 25# pumpkin. so we left with just a tiny one for the time being. j was intent on picking up a pumpkin/gourd. (he thinks he can pick up anything. boy is he upset when he finds out he doesn't have super baby strength.)
This picture cracks me up. It reminded me of a picture my family has of my sister, Brittany, at Seaworld. She's sticking her hands through the horse fence right next to a sign that says, "Horses Bite!" haha. i guess j is taking after his auntie bertie.
the end. of part one.
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