Pumpkin Fun

I took all three children to Linder Farms for a hayride and pumpkin pick with Ethan's home school group. For all those people who said everything is harder with three kids, I apologize for not believing you. Please forgive me. We got there two minutes early, which must be some sort of minor miracle. I changed Gracie's diaper in the back of the car as she was sopping wet. Put Grace in her sling grabbed the kids by the hand and went off to find our group. We found our group holding a hand lettered sign that I hope was made by a child, otherwise I am a little concerned about our home school group. We needed to stand in a long long line to pay for our pumpkins in advance but Grace had decided that she was hungry RIGHT now. So I did what any good multi-tasking Mommy would do. I loosened the sling a little bit, leaned Grace over, wrapped my sweatshirt around us and fed her while standing in line with the Ethan and Libby. Grace finished eating, we paid for our pumpkins, and joined our group. The kids enjoyed themselves immensely. There was a hayride. There was a petting zoo with all sorts of miniature animals. A mini llama, a mini camel, and wee mini goats. Then we trooped off to the hay maze. I'm not sure how it is considered a maze, its more of a path as there is only one way to turn. Then we went to choose our pumpkin from the field. One thing I learned is that if I am taking the kids again,I'll go before Oct. 23rd. The carnage, oh the carnage. Pumpkin guts and rotted forgotten pumpkins lie where they fell. We finally found two pretty pumpkins, took a couple more snapshots and headed home.

Grace is super enthused to be held by Libby(also I swear that Grace's outfit looks a lot better when her sister doesn't have it all hiked up).
The wee mini goat. This was the only animal Libby was interested in feeding.

Have you ever seen a Llama that small? It's all grown up and everything. What are these people doing to those poor animals?What cheeseballs.
The kids making their usual faces while holding the fruits of their labors.