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.