The Pumpkin Patch

We went to a pumpkin patch! It was a beautiful fall day in Wisconsin - perfect weather for picking out a pumpkin on a hayride. (pulled by a McCormick Farmall tractor, Grandpa…) The ground was a little muddy and the boys’ little feet would get caught in the vines, but they didn’t seem to mind at all. (shocking, I know, that little boys wouldn’t mind getting all muddy)
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Mom looks to round up the boys after the pumpkins have been selected. A minute later, the pumpkins were dropped and mom was in hot pursuit of Patrick, who was running right into the corn field. Would we ever be able to find him if he made it in?
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Patrick especially was fascinated with the horses.
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Luke didn’t want to touch his nose, but opted for his leg.
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Then, apparently, he needed a taste test. The horse is wondering what sorts of manure he had recently been rolling in. Yummy!
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Daddy fed the baby goats, then Joseph, who immediately dropped his goat food at the first nibble. Poor hungry goats.
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We finished our day with some warm cider and a caramel apple. Could it get any better than this? The boys were so good, too. We didn’t even get out the stroller. They were pretty compliant and did well holding hands with us and with each other. I think they also appreciated getting outside after being cooped up all week. We had a few nice days this week, but mom still wasn’t feeling brave enough to venture out doors.