The Pumpkin Patch

Yesterday we made a trek out past the western side of town to a farm where there was a pumpkin patch and corn maze. We were surprised that they could grow corn in the middle of the desert but it was there! The little ones weren't interested in hiking through acres of corn, so we skipped that attraction, but it was still nice to be reminded of the Midwest. But there was no way we could forget that we were still in this forsaken state as we were picking pumpkins in 90+ degree weather. Sometimes I despise the desert (well, actually it's more like all the time). But we had fun nonetheless. S enjoyed picking out a pumpkin and wanted the smallest one she could find. In the search for this petite pumpkin she fell head first into a pumpkin vine and came out very grass stained. She also enjoyed feeding the ducks from her open hand, which was surprising because she wouldn't touch the goats or pony at the petting zoo. Her favorite part of the day was riding the horse-drawn wagon that took us out to the pumpkin patch. We had to go and ride it once more before we left.



N and M on the wagon.