Pumpkin Patch

Tuesday was Mitchell's preschool field trip to a local pumpkin patch. I was excited to be able to go with him. Chloe's same preschool class went 2 years ago to the same place, but the babies were just weeks old and I stayed home with them and Ben took the big kids.

Chloe and Mitch, October 2009. Mitch is the exact same age here as the twins are now.

2009

2009

We started off our day with a cow train ride. Mitch and Leah shared Bertha.

Lexi shared a ride with a little girl from our ward in Betsy.

It was a bumpy ride and I didn't realize they rode so far away from the parents. I have to wonder if Leah cried... I'll put my money on yes.

The kids then got to play in a big pile of corn. Mitch and Lexi loved it. They crawled back to me when it was time to get out.

Leah did not love it. The feel of the corn and the uneasiness of it under her feet was too much. She would venture out just a few feet then come back crying.

The goats made up for the bad corn experience. Leah loved the animals. Both girls did. They would excitedly say in a high pitch voice "Hello goats!" "Hello rabbits!" And so on.

I assume Mitch loved the animals too, but I didn't get to enjoy a lot of the activities with him because with 2 slow toddlers, we were always at the tail end of everything and Mitch tired quickly of waiting for us and ran ahead with the rest of the group for all the activities.

The hay ride was next. Mitch and his buddy Jacob ran around all day having a great time together.

The kids all got to pick out a pumpkin next. I love the small, kid sized ones they got to choose from.

Leah found a teeny, tiny one that she could easily carry.

Alexis was so excited with her find.

This was the best part of the day for the twins- they are obsessed with pumpkins lately, so getting one of their very own was thrilling. It was my worst part of the day- I did not plan/pack well for this activity. After picking out pumpkins, we had to walk up a big hill. Mitch refused to carry his pumpkin and Leah refused to let me carry hers (meaning she tired of holding it and walking, and was super slow, but still insisted on carrying it herself), so I had 3 pumpkins (albeit small but still took up all my arm space) and then had no hands to help the babies up the hill. Why didn't I bring a back pack?? Lexi, sensing my need for help, found a very sweet friend of mine from the ward and went right up to her and held her hand with no invitation, and then clasped hands with my friend's mother as well, all the way up the hill. I was grateful for that, but felt terrible too because my friend also had her baby and her preschooler. She insisted it was fine and I did think it was cute that Lexi had no fear of finding someone who could help her when her own mother could not (Thanks Melissa, you are wonderful!) We finally made it up the hill, but it was not pretty...

We had a great time and although I didn't see Mitch much, he had a really good time.

And here's a shot from another day of my very own little pumpkin patch. A sneak peak of the twins' Halloween costumes... They love pumpkins, I tell you.