pumpkin farm, take 1 and take 2
On a beautiful sunny day earlier in October, we visited the farm down the road for some hot apple cider, caramel corn, and pumpkins. In my head were visions of the *perfect* family outing and beautiful pictures to go with it. In real life, this picture sums up our adventure that day:
We arrived at the farm and headed towards the pumpkins. Lil had just woken up for a nap, and when we placed her in the middle of a group of large pumpkins, she sat and stared at the grass. (I guess I can’t blame her for that… we hadn’t ever set her in the grass before, so no wonder she was trying to figure it out!) Not perfect, but doable. I took a few steps back to take a photo; Jason stayed close to make sure the girl didn’t topple.
And then, Jason decided to take a picture with his iphone.
It was a pretty good photo:
Seconds later, Lilly took a nose dive into the grass. The entire incident happened in slow motion, and I’m fairly certain that she wasn’t hurt… but the cries! Oh my! Super-loud and super-high-pitched cry and I’m pretty sure she meant “WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?!?”
Poor Lil! Just as soon as we’d get her to stop crying, she’d start right up again. And we were totally THOSE people who were walking around with a screaming baby. So we left. Sans pumpkins.
Yes. The pumpkin hunting adventures must resume, because yours truly was on the hunt for the *perfect* family memory accompanied by the perfect family photos. We were going to have fun and everyone was going to smile if it killed us.
Another beautiful day, last weekend, this time a bit chillier. We opted to try out a different pumpkin farm, one that offered hayrides. (Or at least, we thought it was a pumpkin farm when we did our internet research. It was really a vegetable stand by the side of the road, but we were there, and we were determined to get pumpkins!)
We actually didn’t take a hayride. But the hayride wagon made for some fun pictures, even if Lilly was trying to lick the zipper on her coat in most of them.
In the end, we got 3 pumpkins and no tears were shed, so I guess I can count this as a success? Happy family memories made and photographed. But next year, I’m voting that we end up at a *real* pumpkin farm and actually take the hayride.