Our Day at The Patch

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you'd never know it from this picture, but...

On Sunday we went to the Pumpkin Patch on the busiest day of the year which I do not recommend for those of you who, like me, are allergic to crowds.

My parents came with us and Archer's best friend and we met up with my dear friend Polly and her kids and we all were like, "UH... WHUT." because the last time we went to Underwood Family Farms in Moorpark there were fifteen people in the entire place. This was not the case this time around and where kids don't seem to notice these things, the adults in our crew all but decided to leave. (I have never seen so many people anywhere and I'm not just saying that. It was a Disneyland-sized crowd in a much-smaller-than-Disneyland location.)

So? We set off for the "rural wilderness" on the outskirts of human central.

Ironically, the pumpkin patch itself was completely empty. So instead of hayrides and train rides and panning for gold, we chilled with the pumpkins. 

... and the scarecrow.
stacked and arranged...

We stayed for five hours and skipped naps and only experienced one minor meltdown when we forced the kids out of there at 5:00. Highlights included starting a dance party in a giant plastic pumpkin.

"You're gonna hear US roaaaar."
"There's a party in the USA."

And a pig race wherein Fable was plucked out of the audience and asked to wave a purple flag in the middle of the thing.

"GO TEAM PURPLE, WOOOOO!!!!!"

Then we broke for lunch. 

A lot went down last Sunday afternoon.

A whole lot of a lot went down. 

It's a GOUR...d!

P.S. Here is a case study on exhaustion and its effects on two very different two year olds:
Nature > Nurture. 

GGC

edited to add: I am not pregnant. No more babies. xoxo