The thing is... I was a having a real rough day that morning. Little things had been getting to me more, throwing me into the dreaded funk. Nothing had been going to plan. Naptime was cut short. I just wasn't feeling like my usual chipper and excited self. Conor & I talked about rescheduling our pumpkin patch visit, but it was really the only day in the near future that worked with both of our schedules. I called my mom on the long drive out to vent. Hoping that letting it all out, would help me let the little things go. And thank goodness, the moment we pulled up to the farm, I was excited & filled with joy. It is one of my happy places, and I was finally there with my little family!
We always go on a weeknight, because the place is practically empty. No lines. No crazy people to navigate around. And you all know how much I love going places at Sunset, but even more so in the Fall. Harvest sunsets are stunning. The deep rich colors & warm glow don't even seem real. And this particular night & particular sunset may have been one of my favorites.
Finn was much more timid than I would have expected. While he loves slides at playgrounds, he was not fond of the big haystack slides or the potato sack one. Liam practically ran laps doing the slides on repeat, but Finn was content to watch from my lap for the better half of them. And then he refused to ride the little train, so again he watched from the sidelines. His reluctance to join in completely surprised me and doesn't seem to fit with the rest of his personality, but I enjoyed the snuggles while we watched big brother have the time of his life. He did however love the corn box and could have stayed there all night!
So often throughout this night, I found myself just taking in the moment. Noticing the wild smiles & giggles from my boys. Watching Conor with them. Even though it's been a year and a half since Finny as born, I still so often find myself in awe of the fact that I'm surrounded by boys. My boys. And at times, I think that I'm just destined for boys. That it will always be this way, just with parhaps another thrown in the mix (not an announcement). I watched them play, noticing all the families all around us and remembering special memories from my own childhood. For our past is the foundation that we use to develop our own traditions & memories. Apparently, I was feeling all sorts of nostalgic and warm & fuzzy.
As sunset was nearing, we jumped on the tractor for a ride out to the actual pumpkin patch. Finn was nonstop smiles throughout the entire bumpy ride. All the boys wanted was more & more bumps! He could not have been holding onto Conor any tighter, but he loved everything about it!
Pumpking choosing is serious business. I'm such a sucker for the tall & skinny; yet, every year I plan on mixing it up. And then I never do. Liam was adamant that we need two big pumpkins and two small pumpkins, so the search was on. Picking pumpkins straight from the vine is of extreme importance to me, which is why I love this particular farm. I love that the boys get to see how exactly how the pumpkins are grown, and that they literally have hundreds to choose from. I think we picked some rather perfect ones, with Liam being able to barely, just barely, carry his own!
Another night that will not soon be forgotten. Liam had such a hard time leaving, knowing that we won't be back again 'til next year. And he will grow impatient as we wait until closer to Halloween to carve them. But gosh, it was a good night. And these photos are some of my favorites. They will help hold our memories to enjoy in all the years to come!