
It was a beautiful day. We went to a place called the Big Orange Pumpkin Farm. It was located at Bill Bates Cowbory Ranch in Celina. Way out in the boondocks. We went in and paid and they give you a coupon for a hot dog and a cup of animal food for you to feed the goats, lambs and cows. They were total pigs. Some of them would try to snatch the cup right out of your hand. Eli touched one of the goats but that is about it. When Charles put him down on the ground, he fell over and as he was getting up, he grabbed a handful of pebbles and tried to eat them. What is it about kids wanting to eat things that can make them sick or kill them? I tried to get him to eat lunch and he wouldn't touch it but give him a bunch of rocks and it is on!
Anyway, we stopped for some photo-ops with some hay and pumpkins and then headed out to the pumpkin patch. He loved walking around and when we tried to help him when he stumbled, he would become independent on us.
We got on the hayride and went around the farm. Along the way, there were signs that told the story of a missing hay farmer. He had been missing all year. They were asking if anyone saw him, could they please let his wife know where he is. SPOILER ALERT: Toward the end of the ride, there was a large round thing of hay that had what looked like the bottom half of a man sticking out of it. It was cute.
So after we were done with that, we went and picked out a little pumpkin for Eli and stopped for one more picture. We got a good one of Eli and then I decided that we needed to get our picture taken together. It was up on top of this wagon with no steps to get up. I asked this guy if he would take our picture and then proceeded to try to get up by myself. Charles tried to help me and I almost busted it. It was embarrassing. My heart had the will to get up there but apparently my butt did not. The guy taking the pic had to help me.
So the trip was a lot better than last year. Last year Eli started crying and wouldn't cooperate for any pics. This year he was a whole lot better. He won't remember it but his daddy and I will. It was a good day.
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