Time Keeps on Slippin’, Slippin’, Slippin’…

Okay, yes, I have been remiss.  Yes.  I know.

I've been overwhelmed with finals, with work, with shopping, with trying to find volunteer opportunities for an 8-year-old, and with trying to find spare moments to do nothing but enjoy my limited time with family.

But now, the moment you've all been waiting for…

A post!

Last weekend (as in 10/6) we took the kids to our friendly neighborhood pumpkin patch.  It was 90 degrees that day.  Ninety!  In October!  Needless to say, none of us really felt like that was pumpkin-pickin' weather, but beggars can't be choosers.

Ethan had to high-step through the pumpkins: 

 

Laurel, in typical Laurel fashion, passed over pumpkins in favor of clover: 

 

We didn't find the pumpkins we wanted in the field (happens every year), but we had plenty more from which to choose: 

 

 

Ethan has a lot to learn about mass times the acceleration of gravity:

 

However, he does appreciate the fact that wheels make transport much easier (he insisted on pulling the wagon, NOT riding in it):

 

For whatever reason, Laurel found the most value in a small pumpkin, a bouquet of red clover, and a stray, foot-long piece of cornstalk:

It was too hot for pumpkin-pickin', but we managed to survive (albeit drenched with sweat).  Maybe next year the weather will be more seasonable.