Every year we try and make it to a pumpkin patch. This year I just didn't have time or the desire, to be quite honest, but the kids wanted to carve pumpkins.
Giving in, but not completely, Bret and I took the kids to a local "patch" here in town. The kids would get pumpkins to carve and that's all they cared about.
Off we went...First up, a traditional hay ride on the way to the patch. I really liked that you could buckle in Jonas. I was worried he'd jump right off the wagon.A haunted hay maze through the produce section.A picture with a scarecrow is always something you do at the patch right?I guess a lot of the locals found this particular patch just as charming as we did. Only one lonely (nasty) pumpkin could be found.One pumpkin just wouldn't do...so we headed over to another local patch.A wide array of gourds and corn greeted us, as well as a dude dressed up in an ill fitting Genie costume handing out coupons. What charm!The kids were pleased to see a small patch of pumpkins (cardboard box) and promptly chose three.Did I miss the $40 we would've spent just on the mediocre rides (4-6 tickets per child/per ride)? Nope. Did I miss the over priced pumpkins? Nope.I will admit that I did miss our pumpkin patch in Iowa, but I'm thinking I'd be completely okay with visiting the patches we did this year again.
Just call me "Pumpkin Patch Scrooge".
p.s. Can you spot the hot dog bun in some of the pictures? Mailee has a thing for them.