Sunday, September 26, 2010
Pumpkin Patch, Yay!
Today after lunch we decided on a whim to take Mary Ella and Sam to the Pumpkin Patch in St. Florian, just a few miles from where my parents live. If you are ever in the Florence area, this pumpkin patch is a great stop; their pumpkins range from 25 cents to only $10. I don't know about other places, but that's a steal compared to Birmingham prices! And they have any shape, color and size that you could possibly want.
Anyway, we took the kids this afternoon. Mary Ella had just started counting the small pumpkins on this shelf...
...when she suddenly squatted down and began to cry hysterically. I didn't know what was wrong but it was clearly a "hurt" cry, and soon enough we realized she was standing smack dab in the middle of a fire ant bed. There were fire ants all over her feet and inside her sandals. We took them off and they let us rush inside with her and run her feet under the water faucet. She was okay after a few minutes but I felt so sorry for her. Her feet had little bitty whelps all over them. They did agree to give us her pumpkin for FREE though, which was nice. Except that she picked one of the 25 cent pumpkins and would not relinquish it.
Every time I said, "Ohhh Mary Ella, but look at theeeeese pumpkins! These nice, big, perfectly round and orange pumpkins! They are soooo prettty..." she would say, "I like little tiny pumpkin." And that was that. She got her little tiny pumpkin. (We did get Sam a bigger one but it cost us a buck. Oh well.)
While Mary Ella took her "little tiny" pumpkin all over the rest of the patch to look at all the decorations, I fed Sam a bottle in the shade. Even though it was probably only 80 degrees, I guess it was too hot for him, and after he ate he threw up nearly ALL of it. He spits up but has never spit up that much. I was covered in it and so was he, so we left after that. But it was a fun day despite the insect attack and spit-up episode! Enjoy the pictures! (Oh, and see my post below for a couple more pics.)
The only thing that would've made the trip better (besides ant repellant and an enormous spit-up absorbing bib) is if Chad had been with us. We miss you Daddy!