I have a confession. I am living vicariously through my kids. And I am crossing off all the things I never did as a child. Like visit a pumpkin patch in October. And not just any pumpkin patch. One with hayrides that take you through scary witch scenes and giant cartoon displays and end their ride in a cloud of bubbles. One with all kinds of curvy slides lined with haystacks. And creepy corn mazes with scorpion infested houses, moving walls and silly mirrors. Yup. And then I’ll pick out a little pumpkin for myself and take it home. And each time I look at it, I’ll remember how fun it was to go to the pumpkin patch.
Photos taken at Cox Farms