I get way too excited about activities that are meant for small children. I love animated movies. I think you’re never too old to dress up for Halloween, and just try to stop me from going to see Santa.
The only problem is that I don’t have kids of my own, so my options are to do those activities by myself OR enlist some kids to go with me, so I look like I belong. That way, it looks like I chose something for the kids (#1 Aunt!!) and all the while my inner child is jumping up and down with excitement.
So it went on Saturday. I had it in my mind that I wanted to visit a pumpkin patch this year, and I pitched the idea pretty hardcore to my sisters, meaning I asked if they wanted to go, and they said yes. There was some real arm-twisting happening there.
It was easy to get the guys on board. I mentioned that there was a pumpkin launcher – a giant slingshot to launch ‘pumpkins’, which looked a lot like granny smith apples, at a scarecrow floating on a pond. The wistful look in their eyes was all the answer I needed – we were set for a day at the farm.
The pumpkin launcher was one of many activities. We also found our way through the corn maze, took a ride on the barrel train, and went down the giant slide. There were ponies to ride, and a petting zoo – where children can terrorize animals.
There was one little guy who didn’t seem too excited to be participating in the festivities.
Actually, that is his excited face. You should see his disinterested face.
The farm was full of photo ops, and I’m not one to pass up the chance for an Instagram-worthy photo.
You can bring in your own food, so we made a picnic with homemade (by someone who knows what she’s doing) tamales, and we concluded the day with the high stakes afternoon pig races. My pig won all three races, so naturally I’m thinking of hitting up the Vegas circuit. I’m sure they have pig races at the same casino where Clark Griswold tries to win his money back in Vegas Vacation. Some of the featured games there included Pick a Number, Coin Toss, Rock Paper Scissors; pig races can’t be far behind!