This is not a real product but, honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if the idea of it has been debated in a marketing meeting somewhere. People are pumpkin spicing the hell out of this month!
This morning we packed the kiddos up and headed down to Half Moon Bay with the intent of picking out our pumpkins to carve! Look at these little houligans. The Dude and I unintentionally both wore planet shirts today. We both love science pretty hard.
Half Moon Bay is known for its annual pumpkin festival which just happened to be this weekend—the traffic was shockingly not so bad! Score! We have been coming to Lemos Farm for years. They do a pumpkin patch in October and a Christmas tree farm in December. I love supporting these local farmers and getting the kids outside the city for a true fall experience. We've gone to the patches in the city which are cute, don't get me wrong, but there's something a little off about getting a pumpkin in a concrete-covered parking lot while cars whizz past you. If you do live in San Francisco and want a fun city pumpkin patch experience, try Clancy's. The random used stuffed animals in the "hay maze" are a tad creepy but everything else is fun.
We loved this candy corn truck at Lemos. I am a big fan of hay rides, probably because I associate them with the good parts of my childhood. Back in Ohio it was pretty common to have a friend or family member with a bunch of land, and they'd hook a trailer loaded with hay bales up to a truck or tractor, and drive around the property to see the leaves. What a good memory for a kid!
The first thing we did when we got there was to feed the goats. You pay a dollar for a cup of food and you can hand the food pellets directly to the goats. They warn you to keep your hand flat so they don't nip at your fingers. Croc was having none of it. The Dude really had fun feeding them.
I also got in on the action because I am a huge goat fan. Look at that sweet baby looking up at my pumpkin pie. I will take you down if you try to eat my pie, little goat :)
Goats 4 Sale. Seriously don't even tempt me. I could definitely plop a goat in our car and try to give it a good home in San Francisco. There is this AMAZING nonprofit called City Grazing that uses goats as a way to sustainably manage land and prevent fires. It's not uncommon to see a handful of goats grazing on the side of a street here. I love everything about it. If you really want to fall in love with goats like me, follow 100% Goats on Twitter.
We couldn't figure out why Croc was yawning so much...later we realized he was sick :( He came home and fell asleep on his own at 7pm which is a sure sign that he's illin'. Poor little crocodile.
Lemos Farm has all kinds of activities for the kids: haunted house, hay ride, "train" ride, pony ride, jumpy houses, mechanical rides, and a bunch of other stuff. The lines weren't bad at all considering it's probably the most popular weekend for this activity. The weather was so nice and sunny. We are all so happy to finally have good air quality again and I hope that means our neighbors in the north bay are finally getting a relief from the fires.
Croc's pony's name was Warrior. For some reason my kids never make actual eye contact with me when they are riding on live animals. I'm not sure why but The Dude was the same way.
The kids know when it's hot outside they are more likely to talk us into things like Sno-Cones. I am 100% anti food colorings so it pains me to watch them slurp down the bright blue and red colored ice, but I try to unclench a little sometimes when their dad spoils them with a special treat. I mean I was raised on Little Debbie Snack Cakes and room temperature Coca Cola straight out of the can and I turned out just fine! Sort of!
Look at his cute little face. We were all sneezing and wheezing being around all this country but we were happy as clams. (Mental note: These boys need haircuts before the teachers send Croc home with a ponytail of shame again.)
Jon gives them the full kid experience when we go to places like this. It's funny because in real life, he is almost always the frugal one but when we break out of the city limits, suddenly he is the guy every sales person spots within a 2-block radius! He's a good dad, and doesn't let them get too used to the full kid experience. I can tell Croc is sick now that I see his face in this picture, not even cracking a smile when he got a Spiderman balloon.
Lego Ninjago balloon figure for The Dude, along with a Joker cookie which he didn't finish because it was, "too sweet." I love it when they reject it, but it makes me question how they came from my loins.
I have to say we were parenting the heck out of today. We were in total synchronicity all afternoon except for one miscommunication about where to pick up. But otherwise we had one parent on the kids while the other stood in line for the next ride, and the kids had a snack in hand at all times. Bathroom breaks planned *before* accidents happened, and no major meltdowns of any kind. We are all like:
And Croc didn't even try to run away once! Given he was under the weather but still. He did try to pull this scarecrow into the covered wagon with him but I managed to save it.
I remember riding on this hayride when Croc was in my belly and being so worried about all the bumps and shaking. We had a tough path to get pregnant with him so I was always cautious.
Here, The Dude is telling me about how he mixed Croc's blue cone with his red cone to make one purple cone. Looking back, I'm really sorry I let him eat after his brother. I suspect the illness domino effect will begin soon...
The skies were finally blue again and the air didn't smell like campfire everywhere. We took advantage of the day, and I love it when we do that. There's nothing worse than starting to clean your house as soon as you wake up (or your husband does, ahem!) and then all of a sudden you're neck deep in cleaning products and you've wasted the day away. I'd rather have a dirty home and get outside to enjoy it than have a perfect looking one and never take a day trip. This philosophy is also why I tell all my friends to never ever do a "surprise pop in visit" to our house because it will never look acceptable enough.
He nearly fell asleep on the hay ride.
Croc was pretty sleepy too :)
You can literally see me staring at his pie waiting for him to offer me a bite. He did. And it was good! The first taste of pumpkin pie of the season. Let's have a moment of silence.
I really love the purple barn. You don't see purple barns that often but it works!
One more thing that reminds me of growing up in Ohio is seeing barns off the side of the road. I used to love the drive out to Lewisburg, Ohio where there were all these undulating* fields and old wood barns with big skies. I could drive those roads for the rest of my life and never get bored.
*note: My mom once used the word undulating to describe a golf course and I teased her mercilessly for being so poetic about a parking lot-turned-golf-course-slash-bar-and-grill. So I use that word as an inside joke to her.
First of all look at that white blob on The Dude's shirt under his chin. This is how my kids apply sunblock. Put a massive blob of it on your hands and then wipe the excess off on your shirt.
The Dude is becoming quite the "scary thing" fan. As a parent, you always have to tow the line on the fear factor with kids. They will always SAY they won't be scared to do something, but then you're caught inside a haunted house with a screaming child clinging for dear life and you remember, oh yeah they are six and they don't know the meaning of scary yet. So I was excited when he said we HAD to go through the haunted house on our way out. The worker, a kid around 16, said "scary or not scary." And The Dude didn't even hesitate by saying "scary." Wow, that was no joke too. They had a fog machine and some pretty horrifying person dressed up like Pennywise inside. I was actually a little frightened at one point.
When we got home we laughed pretty hard because we had one thing to do today: get pumpkins. And a ridiculous amount of "fun money" later, after a 2-hour roundtrip drive and hay in our pants, we don't even have pumpkins to show for it. I will probably end up getting them at Trader Joe's :) Parenting fail? Nah.
Tell me what did you do this weekend?
And I'd love to know if you had haunted houses or hayrides where you grew up!
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