Anyhow, I'm rambling. We had our moms of multiples fall party at a farm that I had never been to before. To its credit, it was much less crowded that some of the other "farm experiences." But we were kind of "herded" through the farm. It was a "one way in, one way out" sort of thing.
Greg and Becca on the hayride.
Walking through the "corn maze" (path cut out through a field of weeds).
There was a bat "cave" with fake bats, and an inflatable thing that the Emma and Julie were too scared to go in. Then we got to the planks through the "alligator field." They liked this much better. Even after Becca tried one set of stumps and did a face plant and cut open her forehead.
It was a little windy.
There were some animals, and then we arrived at the pumpkin "patch." I love that my kids were racing around trying to find the smallest pumpkins. At least that way, when we end up having to carry them, they aren't too heavy.
Becca trying to see what she looked like.
Emma, underwhelmed.
The final attraction was the giant mulch pile, with some tires and slides thrown on top. Greg and I both thought it looked like a liability nightmare, but I'm sure we must have signed away our rights to sue somewhere along there.
Don't get me wrong, we had fun. But now, a month later, I look back on it rather cynically.
