Pumpkin Patch

It was the longest drive ever. 40 minutes to the farm, only to find out that they aren't really running a pumpkin patch anymore, as far as we could tell. We saw pumpkins on the vine through the locked gate, but there was no sign for the farm, no corn maizes and hay rides and other little kids. So we decided to go to the only other one we knew of off the top of our heads, which was an hour in the other direction. Possibly longer. Had to stop for lunch on the way because it was taking that long. And then we get there, finally, only to see that it was just posing as a pumpkin patch. Sure, they had pumpkins, as you can tell from the photos below, but this isn't the kind of patch of my childhood memories. But we went in anyways and had fun taking pictures with Avery in the pumpkin pile. And she even came home with her own little Avery-size pumpkin! So it was worth it in the end.