For the life of me, I cannot recall ever going to a pumpkin patch when I was a kid. I know they must have existed because Charlie Brown's Great Pumpkin movie is from 1966, and I was born WAY after that...well, perhaps I exaggerate that point. But the real point is I don't remember pumpkin patches.
I suppose my girls also may not remember pumpkin patches, but I have the pictures to prove they were there.
Like today. It was field trip day for Jules's pre-school, so we drove down the road for our semi-annual visit to BiZi Farms, and even though it was cold and rainy, that didn't stop us. You can't keep a good pumpkin adventure down on account of rain.
Sydney actually should have been at school today, but she's been feeling a little under the weather so I let her stay home today to sleep in. And then I realized too late that I was going to be hauling her out in the cold rain to tromp through mud puddles and pumpkin fields. Good grief. At least she was happy to be at the pumpkin patch with her cousins. Positive feelings are healing too, right?
Last year, Addie was strapped to my front as a sleepy uninterested one-month old. This year, she was strapped to my back as a (still) pretty uninterested one year old.
I'm sure the weather was to blame for dampening her adventurous spirit. She got to sit on a hay bale and that was about all she was up for.
The big sisters, though, were all about petting the animals, climbing the hay pyramid, and searching for a pumpkin out in the fields.
Jules and Toby race to the top. Victorious hay pyramid conquerors!
Sarah and Med conquer the hay pyramid too. Woo hoo! (And, yes, that's pretty much what the sky looked like.) Addie and I didn't climb the pyramid. Maybe next year.
Finally the time comes to catch the perfect pumpkin.
Sydney caught one!
Jules caught one too!
Whew. It's serious business getting pumpkins.
And for reasons I can't explain, it's become serious business taking pictures of pumpkins. I don't know what it is, but there's something about autumn and pumpkins that makes me want to bring out my Photoshop textures. It's a quirk of mine, I admit it.
Seriously. There is no point to this photo at all except that it makes me happy to see those grainy edges. The girls conquered pumpkins in the field. I conquered them in Photoshop. At the end of the day? We both ended up eating pumpkin cookies that Jason made. Win.
All in all, it was just the right kind of day to visit a pumpkin patch that I think Linus himself would consider to be a very sincere pumpkin patch indeed. Will The Great Pumpkin visit our local pumpkin patch? We shall see.