October 26, 2014

The Patch

A few weeks ago I mentioned to the boys that we have to find a time to go to the pumpkin patch.  I started thinking that our 'pumpkin picking' may just have to occur in the Harris Teeter parking lot but Jackson was not going to let me even think about getting away with that.  'Remember that place we went last year with the corn, lets go there.  It is gonna be so fun!'  The boy remembers EVERYTHING.  So on Friday morning I drank 6 cups of coffee, loaded everyone and everything up and 3 hours later we made it to Ganyard Hill Farms which is about 20 minutes from our house.  It really was a lot of fun, not easy, but fun.  Thankfully no one got a picture of me dragging the stroller full of 3 huge pumpkins, Theo dangling in the Bjorn, Nash thrown over my shoulder crying and Jackson yelling 'mom i can see your butt-crack' as we made our way back to the car.  

Annual picture.  Sorry Theo!

What is all of this pumpkin picking you speak of?

Children of the Corn...

I'm driving to the baseball field mom! -Farmer Nash

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