For the past 8 years or so, we have made it a family tradition to all gather in the Motorhome and take a trip to our favorite Pumpkin Patch.
This year however, with Haley turning 17 she elected to pass on the trip. I know she feels “it’s for kids”. And I remember being 17 and trying to “break away” from the same ol family functions.
Everyone else was excited to go “pick out their perfect pumpkin”. I am beginning to believe half the fun is a ride in the Motorhome and eating lunch while riding.
Nana prepares the sandwiches and drinks so everyone is full when we arrive. We also learned quickly that it curbs the apatite of the little ones while walking through the buildings filled with everything good to eat, before reaching the pumpkin patch.
Even Kybee our dog was anxious to go on the trip.
After arriving at the pumpkin patch you have to walk through the “greenhouse” that is just filled with Halloween items to purchase. Every size of pumpkin and gourd known to man must be there.
Here Tina samples the “Snake Gourd”.
Dakota is the first to find his “perfect pumpkin”. Of course he has to show all the girls that he can get the largest pumpkin of all. It seemed to put a test on his muscles to carry it. His little sister Savannah made a point to pick out the “smallest” pumpkin, finding one not much larger than a baseball.
And of course after we all tired out from walking through the pumpkin patch with the pumpkins, Pa treated everyone with Apple Cider and Donuts.
We returned home 5 hours later after another memorable day spent with the family.
Until next time, be safe and God Bless.