We took Little Miss J to a nearby pumpkin farm. It wasn't as "rural" as one could have hoped for, but it was definitely better than the temporary tent set up on an empty corner lot at the intersection of two major streets, which advertised itself as a pumpkin patch. At least this place had some dried cornstalks and a hay ride - a hayride that went past some commercial property, a major road, and a housing subdivision, but I don't think Little Miss J minded too much.
She was pretty nonplussed by the hayride
Let's go find a pumpkin, Dad!
Which one do I want?
Maybe this one?
Nope, I want this one!
Oink oink. Mooo. Bye bye weird farm on the side of the major arterial street.
Perhaps next year, we'll have to do a little bit better pumpkin patch research. As Mr. Chunglund said, this was really a trip for Mommy.
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