International House of Pumpkins

Today was a stellar fall day -- the perfect temperatures, with just a hint of crispness in the air. After a hard day of work trying to keep one screaming boy from accidentally killing his screaming baby brother, we needed something, preferably free, to amuse ourselves this evening with no Dada around. Isaac suggested "the farm". Hey, we've only been there once already this week, said I. Let's totally do it.

They both climbed on the truck today. Jacob was wriggling in his stroller, so I thought I'd let him chase Big Brother through the play structures. It had, after all, been more than an hour since Isaac had committed some sort of aggression towards him.




We went pretty late in the evening, getting there shortly before 6. They close up shop at 7, so there was no one there except the owner/farmer, the employees, and the farmer's daughter. She was about 8, and took an instant liking to Isaac. She had some very child-friendly farm dogs, Buster and Weenie, and she helped Isaac "walk" Weenie around the farm yard. She asked if we wanted to try out their corn maze, that she would give us a guided tour through. Isaac (and the puppies) were totally down and had a blast running the trail through and getting super muddy. I tried my best to get a great picture of these Children of the Corn, but they were moving too fast. This is all you get.



It was so cute to see Isaac interacting with this girl. She really listened to him and could understand what he was saying. I think he would have jumped off a cliff if she asked him to.