Madeline reminded me that we hadn’t gone pumpkin picking yet this year. An observation that needed to be rectified right away. I try not to buy them when they first start appearing, because then they mold and get all icky before Halloween is even close. Now that we’re two weeks away, it’s time.
We visited a local farm we haven’t been to in awhile, picking up some local fresh vegetables (golden beets! green beans!) while we were there. They have a lot of items that you can’t find elsewhere, but, like anything else, you have to know your prices.
We also picked up a few decorations to put outside. Apparently I’ve been lax in that department. Or so I’ve been told. It used to be The Ex’s thing (and I along with him) when we were together, but the past few years, I haven’t been as motivated to continue. So instead, I keep it small scale.
Loved this witch. Couldn’t get close enough to see the price, but there were some less than half her size for $50, so there was no temptation beyond “oh how cool!”
This year, the farm had put together these fun hay animals. Which, of course, my kids climbed onto right away. Which ended in bickering because Madeline didn’t feel stable with Nick on at the same time. And, well, you know how rambunctious 10-year-old boys can be. It almost didn’t end well.
And what visit to the pumpkin patch is complete without the requisite kids-with-pumpkins picture?
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