A few weeks ago Clare saw a bunch of pumpkins at the grocery store and was fascinated by them. I told her that we were going to go to get our pumpkin at the pumpkin patch in a few weeks. She hasn’t forgotten and every now and then has mentioned “the pumpkin patch.” Well, a sunny weekend without a trip planned was just the time to do it. So even though Clare has been fighting a cold and was up and down a lot last night (and so were her parents) we set off at the crack of 9:30 to the pumpkin patch. After a quick stop to collect Grandma and Grampa, we made our way to the pumpkin patch.

This particular farm is not just a pumpkin patch but also a harvest carnival and activity area. Clare immediately wanted to ride the horses in the pony ride area. She was very excited about it up until the point when J put her on the pony. Then she informed him that she was “scared” and “don’t like it.” J stayed with her, and Grandpa took the other side, so by the time they had completed one lap she was feeling much more confident. Grandma and I even got a few smiles out of her by the end.

Besides the pony rides, Clare got to go down a hay slide, watch other farm animals (her favorites were the ducks), and helped us pick out the perfect pumpkins. She also got to ride in the wheelbarrow like the little queen of the patch.

Finally, a few pictures from the last few weeks around here.