Pumpkin Patch

I decided to take the kids to get our pumpkins this morning. We usually go together, as a family, down to LaFayette to get pumpkins and apples, but Brian has been really busy with work the last... uh- well, 9 years!:) He couldn't get away this morning and we have much limited time now that the kids are both in school. Anyways, I didn't feel right about going to our annual spot with out him so I took the kids someplace different. Hopefully when we get back we'll head down there. 

This place was great too. All pumpkins... $2. There were so many great ones, still on the vine, fresh and alive! I could have brought home 100+ but restrained myself to just 14. The kids were having fun looking for their "perfect" finds. Beth ended up having a slight meltdown when she remembered that she didn't have her breakfast and was now hungry. As I was giving her a quick lecture, Sam was frantically calling for me to come over. He found deer tracks in the mud. He then proceeded to tell me that he followed them a little bit and was sure they were headed South. (Where does this kid come from?) Meanwhile, Beth is now yelling me to come over because she has to go potty. Ok- now we are in the middle of a field with no bathroom in sight. What do I do?

I walked her over to a higher patch of grass, giving another quick lecture, pulled down her pants and had her go right there. It was priceless. I am holding her up and she is whining about the grass touching her bottom. After she was finished she said, "I feel so much better... but I am still hungry." Needless to say it was time to leave. 

One by one I carried each pumpkin through the field and into my car. (I have now considered this my workout for the day, walking hundreds of yards carrying 30+ pound pumpkins.)

She always has to have one picture with "the look" and her hip sticking out!

Our pumpkin pile.

I had to take this picture. As we were in the patch we witnessed one of my favorite parts of autumn, the Canadian Geese flying South for the winter. It's something that is truly beautiful. This group was just a small flock with in the HUGE migration. It was so loud.  We stopped, listened, and watched the "V's" fly overhead. 

*** Oh- and by the way, Beth had 2 bowls of chicken noodle soup when we got home! :)