Is it too much to ask????
This year I had such grand visions of our trip to the pumpkin patch. I knew it might be more challenging to get good pictures since this is the first year I have 2 kids to capture, but I thought it would be a piece of cake. My reasoning was as follows:
1. Sam is 5 now. He is finally out of the "grin like an idiot" stage (for the most part) and he knows to stay put and smile or else by now.
2. Maddie is only 6 months old, she isn't mobile yet, but repsonds to her name and smiles easily.
So, no problem right?
Reality set in when we arrived at Washington Farms in Watkinsville. We went straight from soccer, so I had Sam's pumpkin shirt ready to change into. He prompty protested with "that shirt is so not cool". After a bit of discussion, I decided it wasn't worth it. So he is in his soccer uniform. No biggie. Then I go to get Madison out of her carseat. She had puked on her WHITE pumpkin shirt numerous times. Oh well....we forge on. We start to walk in to the activities area and get stopped by the pumpkin patch police. Apparently to even walk around the activities, you have to pay a fortune. So, Sam and Jim paid and I sat in the only shade, right under the concession stand and fed Maddie so she would be happy at picture time. People were literally stepping on us to buy water.
We then set out to pick out a pumpkin. Sam literally wanted to get the first one on the first row, despite the fact that it was practically rotten. We had another "discussion" and talked him into the first one on the second row.
Then, it was off for pictures! We sat Maddie on a pumpkin in her puke shirt, and Sam got behind her. Before he almost dropped her into the dirt when he saw the hay ride, I snapped the only two pics of my kids together.
The place was crazy that day. I literaly stood in line with Sam forever to ride a cow train thing. The kid in front of us I am pretty sure had chicken pox, and kept taking Sam's hands off the line rope. The lady behind us had 4 kids who clearly have NEVER stood in a line before and kept touching my backside and pushing us aside. Sam then sat down and literally covered himself in dirt to entertain himself. I didn't have the energy at this point to say a word. Who cares if we were going to dinner at my favorite Japanese restaurant in Athens afterwards. I wasn't going to let a gallon of dirt on my kid stop us! Jim took him into the bathroom when we got there and practically bathed him in the sink.
Anyway, to wrap up, I now know for Trick or Treating tomorrow, the key is not to have any expectations!
1. Sam is 5 now. He is finally out of the "grin like an idiot" stage (for the most part) and he knows to stay put and smile or else by now.
2. Maddie is only 6 months old, she isn't mobile yet, but repsonds to her name and smiles easily.
So, no problem right?
Reality set in when we arrived at Washington Farms in Watkinsville. We went straight from soccer, so I had Sam's pumpkin shirt ready to change into. He prompty protested with "that shirt is so not cool". After a bit of discussion, I decided it wasn't worth it. So he is in his soccer uniform. No biggie. Then I go to get Madison out of her carseat. She had puked on her WHITE pumpkin shirt numerous times. Oh well....we forge on. We start to walk in to the activities area and get stopped by the pumpkin patch police. Apparently to even walk around the activities, you have to pay a fortune. So, Sam and Jim paid and I sat in the only shade, right under the concession stand and fed Maddie so she would be happy at picture time. People were literally stepping on us to buy water.
We then set out to pick out a pumpkin. Sam literally wanted to get the first one on the first row, despite the fact that it was practically rotten. We had another "discussion" and talked him into the first one on the second row.
Then, it was off for pictures! We sat Maddie on a pumpkin in her puke shirt, and Sam got behind her. Before he almost dropped her into the dirt when he saw the hay ride, I snapped the only two pics of my kids together.
The place was crazy that day. I literaly stood in line with Sam forever to ride a cow train thing. The kid in front of us I am pretty sure had chicken pox, and kept taking Sam's hands off the line rope. The lady behind us had 4 kids who clearly have NEVER stood in a line before and kept touching my backside and pushing us aside. Sam then sat down and literally covered himself in dirt to entertain himself. I didn't have the energy at this point to say a word. Who cares if we were going to dinner at my favorite Japanese restaurant in Athens afterwards. I wasn't going to let a gallon of dirt on my kid stop us! Jim took him into the bathroom when we got there and practically bathed him in the sink.
Anyway, to wrap up, I now know for Trick or Treating tomorrow, the key is not to have any expectations!
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