WHAT HAPPENS AT THE PUMPKIN PATCH STAYS AT THE PUMPKIN PATCH

For the first time in 

FIFTY YEARS 

I got on a school bus to go anywhere to a

PUMPKIN PATCH.

I sat next to a 'bouncer'

who was too excited to contain himself.

He jabbered a mile a minute,

had a 'touch/push' match 

with the little guy across the aisle,

and kept peeking out the window to see 

'are we there yet'---

He couldn't really see out of the front window-

but I could see him in the bus mirror.

Once we got there it was SO much fun-

There was a big corn maze,

a smaller maze and a hut made out of 

hay bales complete with windows.

There was a 'train' made out of 50 gallon drums,

and various buildings to visit

including a child friendly 'haunted barn'.

The highlight was a ride through the corn fields

with various characters 'stalking' us.

(little pun there-did ya get it? 

Corn field/stalking-never mind)

CJK wanted to sit way in the back of the wagon.

Of course he did.

What you can't see hear is the scream 

coming out of his mouth.

I am so glad he picked our spot 

on the wagon

because we had a 

FRONT BACK ROW SEAT

to the ghouls and goblins that chased us.

Some on foot-

Getting closer by the minute -

Some of them actually 

TOUCHING THE BACK RAIL

OF THE WAGON WHERE WE WERE SITTING.

Which caused someone to DIVE 

to the bottom of the wagon-

Peeking up--

Gathering his courage to sit up again-

Only to see this chasing us.

He said- That's not scary, Nana!

There's a BABY on there!

 We rounded the morning out 

by picking a pumpkin

(you had to be able to carry it yourself)

and hugging a shy friend...

All well and good

BUTT remember---

What happens at

THE PUMPKIN PATCH

STAYS 

at 

THE PUMPKIN PATCH!

Have a good day-

I'll be picking the straw out of my hair!