11/2/11

pumpkin patch

A day at the pumpkin patch with a toddler:


Lots of sliding. And sliding. And sliding.
 

 And celebrating the sliding. 


A hay maze that Sawyer got stuck in, so I got to climb in. A rickety ladder, small slide, and a bit of tire climbing later, I emerged with only a bit of my dignity still intact. 




Letting Sawyer play us for the fools that we are. He drinks water and chills, we push him around on a tricycle.


Picture wresting. Notice my claw hands. Someday he will thank me for making him take pictures with me. Or maybe he won't.
 

Stopped in the corn maze to hang out with a flower. People really love when you sit down in the middle of a maze. 


Hauling nothing, but looking good doing it. 

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5 comments:

  1. Haha! I love it! Sawyer is adorable--have I mentioned that his name is pretty dang awesome? I really like it. It makes me think of Lost. Maybe you hate when people say that . . . probably as much as I hate it when people say, "Forrest? Like Forrest Gump?"

    This looks a lot like our visit to the pumpkin patch, too, with confused maze wanderings and a general lack of dignity (I left mine at home). But it looks like where we had crying and a really exciting tantrum, you had a cool slide--I'm coming to your pumpkin patch next year.

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  2. Oh my, I'm laughing so hard at your claw hands. Sawyer is adorable!

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  3. Looks like it was a great day! I love the picture wresting. But I love how your face looks calm -- I wouldn't have noticed your "claw hands" if you didn't say anything!

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