Pumpkin Patch

The best part of living in Minnesota,

well,

at least a good part,

is that you can find some where close by

to be your own farmer.

When I say farmer,

I don't mean grow your own stuff,

but you get to go pick it

and pretend like you were able to actually grow something.

In the summer that means berries,

in fall it is apples and pumkins,

in the winter it will be Christmas trees.

Well,

the pumpkin patch here is a little different,

from OK at least.

We enjoyed a little country store

with fresh baked apple goodies.

Then there was the petting zoo,

you could do a tractor ride,

there was live music by some guy on a fiddle,

and a hay stack to climb up with slides to go down.

But.....

When you are done playing

you actually go out to a field to get your pumpkin!

What?!?!?!

You get the size and shape you want,

take it to the scales to weigh it,

pay your money

and voila,

you just "farmered" your own pumpkin.

Look at me Grow!

This is Miss L trying to pet a very territorial Rooster.

Yeah,

we stopped her before she got bit.

We sure are amazing parents. :)

Who wouldn't enjoy a nice wagon ride

to check out the animals

and pumpkins?

Apparently I needed to pull out the camera more

but I didn't.

It was a cold, wet, windy day

but we still had fun.

G loved pulling a wagon through mud,

while we decided which pumpkin was best.

L was just trying to stay upright

because her feet were caked in so much mud.

It was throwing her off balance.

The pumpkin is home

and now a jack o'lantern.

Aren't holidays just way more fun with kids?