Let’s talk pumpkin patches.
I know. I know. Everyone does it. But it’s the holiday season and everyone with kids has the same bucket list. Pumpkin patching. Turkey hunting. Christmas tree chopping. Santa sitting.
So let me tell you about our pumpkin patch experience. . . which probably looks identical to everyone else’s.
let me start by saying mike hates nay despises lex’s headband. she walked out of her room and he promptly declared “she looks like a cabbage.” and me thinks it wasn’t meant as a compliment. shame on him.
my dear mother has been filling lex’s head with dreams of getting “a big pumpkin and a little pumpkin” for weeks now. So we had an exact shopping list when we hit the patch. Too bad what mike and I deem a “big pumpkin” isn’t what lex deems a “big pumpkin”.
meet lex’s “big” pumpkin.
And her even smaller one. Which she seemed to think was an apple. As soon as we backed up to take a picture we had to start yelling.
“Ummmmmm NO. That dirty pumpkin is NOT an apple. No lex no. Not in your mouth!”.
once we got the apple vs pumpkin thing settled we got to enjoy a pony ride, a romp around the bounce house, and a little petting zoo action. we rounded out the night with a fancy meal at chick-fila and a spin around a real life brick and mortar book store. . . the book store blew lex’s mind right up. chances are we need more bookstores in her life and fewer trips to the gap.