On Sunday morning we met our friends Amanda & Aaron and their two little cuties at Turners to do a little pumpkin patch-ing. This was one of the items on my Fall Soul Season list.
Unfortunately Turner's didn't open until 11 am, which meant we left our house a little after 10:30 which is...oh...right about nap time.
Both boys feel asleep on the way there and we literally had to wake Keaton up to get on the hay wagon that took us out to the patch.
He was a little disoriented and out of sorts while we were out in the field and Hutt decided it was the biggest injustice known to man to have to ride in the Ergo so Mama was a little flustered. While I got a couple of pictures, I didn't actually get the one where Keaton picked out his pumpkin.
You know, the ONE picture I wanted!
I did however take a second to just breath in this sight. It's one thing to see all the pumpkins in decorative piles outside a stand; it's something entirely different to see the field in which they were grown. I know these are just pumpkins, but it makes me think more deeply about life in general.
When we got back from our hay ride we picked out a few more pumpkins for decorating and carving purposes. I also bought a few mums, some gourds, a bag of potatoes, and some homemade salsa.
And of course I tried snapping those oh-so-important "pumpkin patch" pictures.
Motherhood is teaching me that sometimes you have to just go with the flow. Sometimes things aren't going to turn out the way you envision. Sometimes you will not be able to get your child to smile no matter how hard you try.
After Turner's we headed back to Aaron & Amanda's for three fall essentials: chili, football, and apple crisp. Ahhh fall....I heart you.