After multiple scheduling snafus and weeks of trying to get our act together, we finally found a free morning to make it to the pumpkin patch. The weather here in the Midwest has been exceptionally mild these past few months and while I'm not complaining about warm sunny days through October, it certainly hasn't felt like fall. It's hard to get in a warm, cozy, pumpkin-spiced mood when it's 90 degrees outside and the kids are begging to go to the pool! However, the winds of change blew in last Wednesday and after a heavy rain (while I running and got totally drenched) the temperatures dropped dramatically. It's finally looking and feeling like fall and we couldn't be happier about it!
We only had about an hour to make the most of our short venture out to Rombach's Pumpkin Patch on Sunday. It was a beautiful day and I believe everyone in the city had the same idea because the place was packed. The kids (and parents) were a bit overwhelmed with how busy and chaotic the place was. The lines for the train, hayride and ponies were long and the kids were impatient. Mac was pumpkin crazy and wanted to buy every pumpkin he saw. We were constantly asking him to put the pumpkins down (GENTLY!) and not throw them like basketballs. I'm shocked that he didn't burst any. Mimmy wanted nothing to do with anything there except the ponies. Girlfriend is crazy about riding the horses and we had to go back again and again so she could see them, pet them, talk to them and hug them. I think she'll be asking Santa for a pony this year.
And then, being the evil, horrible, torturous parents that we are, we had the audacity to try to get a photo of all four of us on the pumpkins. What were we thinking?! That was the last straw and it sent both kids into such hysterics that we immediately had to leave. There's nothing like dragging two screaming crying children through the pumpkin patch and out to your car a million miles away to make you feel like you're winning at parenting. Why did I think this was a good idea? Also, didn't the same thing happen last year and the year before and the year before? Will I never learn? Yeah, so maybe we'll try again this weekend?
Anyone else have pumpkin patch disaster stories?