If I thought that last year Finn was the perfect age for this countryside outing to the Pumpkin Patch at Spring Hill Farms, I was wrong. This year when we went, we had the kind of afternoon that makes a parent think, "Ah. So this is why we go through so much to have these kids around!" There is nothing quite as grand as seeing your little boy exude so much happiness. It is pretty priceless. We planned to go with some friends of ours who also have two little boys. Little boy heaven, I tell ya.
Oscar enjoyed observing, as usual, but mostly just made the farm that much more cute.
He wore his tractor outfit, of course.
Just like last year, Finn was unstoppable, but this time he could do more with his interest and excitement. This year's air temperature was also more tolerable (ideal, really) and we weren't quite as worried about heat stroke with his laps around the farm.
We couldn't even lure him away from his business to eat some homemade pumpkin ice cream (mmmm...SO good)! It took about 45 minutes to steer him over that direction so we could make the purchase, and then we had to follow him around with an ice cream spoon so he could enjoy it (and to fuel his little motor). Even with our best attempts at on-the-go fueling, once back in the car, the boy's brain could hardly function for lack of glucose.
Finn made the rounds a few separate times to visit the calves.
He also got to see pigs, donkeys and a cat. The little pigs were hilarious, running around their pen at lightening speed. I had no idea pigs could run so fast! Finn and Devin were pretty taken with those little piggies.
Of course the half dozen+ old tractors and farm machines they had out to climb on and "drive" were a huge hit with Finn.
Little Cooper had a go at it too, but Finn wouldn't let him near the driver's seat. Oh, no.
Finn and Devin tore through the hay maze, having giggling fits all along the way, while scheming to
be rid of me.
The hay ride, pulled by a big tractor, was built up with great anticipation, as we had to wait for the driver to get off of his break. We boarded and re-boarded the trailer several times waiting for the ride. When the driver finally made his way back, Finn followed him, bellowing excitedly, " Da driver's back!"
|Sitting patiently for the hay ride to begin|
|Hay ride did not disappoint. That is one happy kid.|
While fun, this ride was still serious business for our boy. He had a lot to study out here at the farm.
What a great afternoon. Not only did we have fun, we found the perfect pumpkin, and got to bring home some of the farm's butter and cheese, as well as some "funny pumpkins" (decorative gourds). Finn was disappointed to say goodbye.
We never did get around to carving that pumpkin. It's just as well, I suppose. It was too perfect to cut, anyway.