We had the pleasure of going to our local pumpkin patch this weekend as a family. It was everything I could have hoped for and more. It sounds corny but I think i’d been subconsciously waiting for this moment for a long time. No, not to go to the pumpkin patch. It’s that moment of building or starting a tradition. We’ve sort of just started our little family and we’re figuring things out day by day just like any other family. To have that special first moment with Riley and my husband over the weekend was such a joy and warmed my soul in such a way that could only be described as pure love. I’m very sentimental and I cherish moments and building traditions with my family. To see the look on Riley’s face when she saw everything was priceless.
Okay enough with the cheese ball, romance, sap… I’ll spare you, for now. 😉
Needless to say we had an amazing time at the patch. We enjoyed fresh slow cooked brisket sandwiches that were nothing short of perfect and caramel apples that I am still slowly devouring (with large glasses of water ;)). They had a small animal farm that could’ve used some more animals, but got the job done for Riley. We rode an adorable little train around the patch and went through hay mazes. Then, we topped off the afternoon with Riley picking out the cutest pumpkin that was just her size. We plan on decorating it later this week. 🙂
How was all of you weekends? What did you do? Comment below.
Here are a couple of photos from our day. Enjoy!