Patch Work

 Another Halloween tradition we love is going to the pumpkin patch.  The week the patch opened was rainy and cold, so much to the dismay of the kids we had to wait a week to go and I am glad we did because the day couldn't have been more beautiful.

 

There weren't a lot of people at the patch so we climbed onto a wagon and rode to the middle of the patch. There were lots of pumpkins to choose from: tall and wide, short and round, and a decision to be made.  Which one is the best choice?  We climbed of the wagon and got to work.  As we walked around analyzing each one we noticed that the other families on our wagon were already finished picking out their pumpkins...what we hadn't even picked one.

 

We still had a lot to do.  So we walked around picked one and put it back and started all over.  I know for a fact that the others on the wagon were really annoyed by us, but we didn't care we kept on searching.

 

Each of the kids was able to find their perfect match in a pumpkin and we were on our way, that is until I asked the tractor driver to stop by the patch of gourds.  When we stopped our family piled off. That's it, everyone else just sat and watched us again while we scavenged for our perfect gourds.

 

And I am glad we did because we found some good ones.  I sure do have a new found love of white pumpkins and we were able to snag some pretty great one.  To the relief of everyone else on our wagon we made our final selections and were on our way back.

After the pumpkin picking there was a ride on the train and plenty of pictures taken. Another tradition to check off the list until next year.

  A few days later C.J. and I headed back to the patch for his kindergarten field trip.  This time around he wanted a red pumpkin.  He searched and we never found one with a stem like he wanted, but the one he picked was a perfect match for him.  It is always a lot of work, but so much fun at the patch.