One of my absolute favorite things to do in the fall is go to a pumpkin patch. This is a tradition that we started when Monkey was a baby, and it has always been something that the kids and I (maybe JB) have looked forward to every single year.
Last year, due to our family being seriously overscheduled during the pumpkin patch season, we were never able to squeeze in a trip. You would not believe how incredibly sad I was about that…whether anyone else in the family was as upset as I was, I don’t know!
This year, I started planning our trip to the patch early…like in September! I blocked out a weekend in October and essentially forbid anyone to plan anything else for that weekend. I guess one reason I was so adamant about going this year is because, well…Monkey is 13. His time for enjoying family outings like this will eventually come to an end. Even this year, he was extremely crabby during the drive to the pumpkin patch, and the first several pictures I snapped of the kids, he had plastered on this fake, my-mom-is-making-me-do-this smile. He softened up after a while, and I think he had a good time after that…but I know next year, I might not be so lucky.
The only issue we had was that the owners of the pumpkin patch made a new rule that kids were only allowed to take home one of the small pumpkins. But they didn’t tell anyone that until my kids had gone out as usual to choose the perfect pumpkin, and they were then told to put it back and choose a smaller one. I really was disappointed about that, mostly because it upset my kids. But I suppose I did at least snap pictures of them with the pumpkins they originally chose! (even my big kid, always the joker, carrying the pumpkins that the two of us had picked.)
Other than the pumpkin snafu, it was really a fun day. I’m hoping we can do it again next fall, teenager permitting….