I've Gone Country A blog about a city girl learning a whole new world

My how time flies.  This was taken the last time Billy and I went with the kids to the pumpkin patch.

Layla was around 18 months old, Andy was just a little over 2 and Riley was 4 1/2.

They have grown just a little.

And we have gained one since the last trip.  Ironically William is the same age Layla was in the first picture.

We went to a pumpkin patch.  A lot of schools go here for a field trip every year.  I am amazed at how many people flock to this place.  I suppose we all enjoy the great outdoors, at least a little bit.  It is obvious when you arrive that all the kids are having a blast.

It isn’t everyday that you get to pet a pig.

Or a goat.  However, Riley has gotten some good practice with ours.  I was most proud when I watched as she knelt down and gently rubbed this little ones head.  They both seemed to enjoy it.  I’m so glad they aren’t afraid of the animals.

Our girls went down the big slide together.  I loved watching how time like this tends to bond a family.

William loved the BIG sand box…..

Well…..until the little boy next to him wouldn’t let him push sand back into the whole he had just dug.

So Poo pa comforted him and we moved on to the corn crib.

 

They had four of these huge corn cribs.

This was what they loved the most.

They took turns covering each other up except for their faces.

They became children of the corn……

Riley…

Layla…..

and Andy.

Little William thought he should get in on the action too.  I got tickled when he laid down and started putting corn on himself.

So….Poo pa started helping him.

 

Even though he is a little fellow he thought it was great fun too.  His Mama said that there was just a small part of her that wanted to get in that corn crib herself.  I agree…it sure looked relaxing.

Once out of the corn cribs they went through the corn maze.

That doesn’t sound like a big deal, but most kids haven’t walked a corn field before.  Last year Layla and I stopped at a cotton field.  She got to see the plants and pick a cotton bole.  This year they have turned that cotton field into a dirt pit.  What a shame.  Layla saw it and said OH NO!!!!!  Look they have ruined the cotton field.  Maybe they will put it back next year.

She started then recalling all about that day we stopped and picked the cotton.  You just never know what they will remember.  I’m glad she has that experience tucked away in her little memory. I have a similar one tucked away from a field trip with my kindergarten class, and that has been a FEW years.

 

 

Of course when they entered the corn field she took on the same interest she did in the cotton field.  It is heart warming to see their little faces when they discover things for the first time.  She was so excited to see that the stalk really had an ear of corn still on it!!!

And to see pumpkins really growing on the vine.

We moved on to the neat tire swings, which they made using old farm equipment.

And these Corn cob rides…..using old metal barrels and of course it was pulled by a tractor!

Don’t worry William quit crying once we got moving….

We saw cute decorations out of Hay rolls.

And I always make the family stop and let me get a quick pic.

I usually get an eye roll…but later they are glad.

 

There was a lot of other things to do and see.

The pumpkin patch was only open a few hours that day.  I originally thought that wouldn’t be enough time, but it was.

I have a feeling this Poo pa and Me Me were probably a little more tired than our little pumpkins were.

Oh….and on the way home…there were lots of giggles as they watched corn kernels fall out of their clothes.

Good times….

 

 

 

 

 

 

We were pooped.

 

 

 

 

On the way home the kids laughed as they pulled corn out of their clothes.