When we arrived, Reagan immediately started yelling PUH-KAHS! PUH-KAHS! and headed straights for the giant pumpkins. :) This farm usually has a whole field full of pumpkins, but this time had much less out. I expressed my disappointment to Hubby (I just love when there is a whole field full!), and he reminded me that it wasn't even October yet. And it was about 78 degrees out. We are probably the only people who have already visited not one, but two pumpkin/apple farms already. And we'll probably be back! :)
Disclaimer: I realize that it seems like I must tell Reilly how to pose. I do not. She seriously is the most natural little model, it's hysterical.
The also have THE prettiest mums you ever want to see, in every color imaginable. But this year I had to just stare and dream because I have evil deer who chomp off every gorgeous flower. Okay, not so much "evil" as "hungry" I guess. Whatever, they ruin my stuff. But NEXT year...I am going to be prepared. I'll have my pinterest-researched DIY homemade organic garden deer repellent spray ready to go! BOOM.
Reagan took the pumpkins to the car for us. :) And yes, to your question - we do, on a constant basis, want to eat Reagan up for dinner.
So someone who worked there suggested we go into the corn field. She said it was just for kids so it was totally friendly, and they have a scavenger hunt list of things to find in there. Fun! So in we went.
Right after this picture was when my panic attack began. Hubby was trudging ahead holding Reagan, while Reilly is busting through at her fearless-3 year old speed. I am being careful not to trip over corn stalk stumps, protecting my unborn child. I yelled for Hubby to slow down, because mazes frighten me and I definitely would get lost.
It was at this point that he informed me that this was not at all a corn maze, but just rows and rows of corn.
Oh. I knew that. In case you were curious, rows and rows of corn are MUCH MORE FRIGHTENING than a maze. Allow we to explain.
The corn rows are dense. The corn is constantly in your face. You are never free of corn in your face. You can just walk through, but there are leaves all the time surrounding you.
Also, do you see that pink behind her? That's Reagan's jacket!! That's how far behind I was being left. Do you see the corn closing in until you can barely see them anymore? Do you feel my panic yet? Don't you just want to yell WAIT UP! for me right now? Thank God we were wearing neon.
I asked Hubby to wait for me once more while I caught up, batting corn stalks out of my face, and when I approached I asked if he thought the corn was taking all the oxygen and was he also having trouble taking deep breaths? It was at this point that he thought he should photograph me in the corn field.
I literally felt like we were in a sauna and all I wants to do was leave and breath air.
I also kept picturing the movie Signs, and the alien foot. You know the alien foot. Ugh. It is probably clear right now why I never attempt haunted houses.
So, that was our pumpkin adventure of 2013! And now we have a pretty little front door area, with pumpkin and corn stalk decorations! Best days. :)