Pumpkin Patch 09

Yesterday, John and I loaded up the boys to take them to the pumpkin patch.

It was a mad dash getting out the door. I think I changed shirts twice and kept changing the boys' clothes around. Our outfits were not meshing well, but it was getting late. There was not time for any more wardrobe changes.

John said it was going to be chilly. Finn was wearing shorts and I did not care to fight him into pants. So I grabbed a beanie for him as we were walking out the door. And poor Calvin was wearing flip-flops.

And it's a good thing I did grab that beanie, because the wind picked up quite a bit when we got there. It was actually down-right chilly. Just right for taking fall photos, right?

Wrong.

I felt a smidge guilty trying to take pictures of cold children, as they were shivering. Twain was sporting quite the pout.

And Ollie was looking rather rum as well.

I have a new sympathy for those of you taking pictures in colder climates. Especially in the wind. Not easy wiping runny noses and taking photos at the same time. Thankfully, the wind eventually died down. It was still a little chilly, but not too cold to get Twain out and introduce him to some PUMPKIN LOVE.

Finn got busy right away selecting a pumpkin. He's my most decisive child. Calvin, on the other hand was wandering aimlessly...

Ollie was thrilled to find a little pumpkin just his size. He carried it around possessively the whole time.

I like how all of our feet are showing in the above photo:)

Finn looks like such a BIG boy here...

But he's still our little squirt.

These two. Peas in a pod, I tell you.

Ollie would have been content to watch the animals the entire time. He was seriously giddy, running wild in the 'non-petting' zoo. Out of all my kids, Ollie loves animals the most. Finn prefers stuffed animals and Calvin is afraid of dogs. But Ollie is the animal lover. And for someone so young and tenacious, Ollie is surprisingly gentle with animals.

Gotta love the tag stickin' out of the back of his pants. (I frequently buy elastic waist bands on the boys' pants, so I can roll the top over in the beginning of the season...and by the time spring hits, they have grown into them and don't have to wear flood pants. I really save lots of money this way.)

And it is our tradition(as of last year) to take pictures in front of this barn.

You'll notice the Twain was looking a little teary-eyed. He was only happy if I was holding him.

At this point, the kids were cold, hungry and whiny. John and I just kind of looked at each other like "What the heck are we doing? Why did we think it was possible to enjoy the pumpkin patch with this many kids running amuck?" It was hard enough last year with 3 kids. So we(as in me) quickly tried to sneak in a few more shots, before calling it a day.

And soon enough, the twinkly lights came on, signaling that our time at the pumpkin patch had come to an end.

Time to get home to our taco Tuesday tradition.

There's nothing like coming home to a warm, cozy house after braving the cold for an hour or two. For the first time in many, many months, all I wanted to do was take a warm shower and crawl under the warm covers with a good book or movie.

Welcome back, Fall!