This weekend I was lucky enough to get to tag along with the Wasson Family to the pumpkin patch to help the kids pick out their pumpkins.
Gus is 2 years old.
Cece loved the baby calf.
Then she mooed at him.
But he was more interested in the llama.
Which was disgusting, by the way.
Next stop was the hay castle.
The kids could go inside the castle, but we quickly learned it was really dark in there.
Gus lasted about 3 seconds before turning around and fleeing to dad.
So they climbed the castle instead.
(Do you not just adore Seth's camo diaper bag?)
I could not get a smile out of this child for anything.
She would just look at me with slight disgust.
Oh yes, she knows she's pretty.
It was a sunny hot day (90 freaking degrees in October!),
so the kids weren't really loving the pumpkin patch at this point.
Nearly every child we saw was a screaming, crying, sweating mess.
What made up for it was the slide.
Gus went first with mom.
Finally a little smile.
Cece went next with mom.
And then with dad.
So we left the kid's area and made our way over the market.
After a few hours out in the heat and sunshine, the kids were hot and miserable and ready to go.
Adios pumpkin patch.
We'll be back next year.