A few weekends ago my Aunt Doris came up from Florida for a little visit. Since she moved down there (I don't know 10 years ago) she has not come up for the Fall. She was so excited that she was going to get to see the Fall colors. She wanted to spend a day with the boys. We thought it would be fun to go to the Pumpkin Field.
After the plans have been made I found out that my brother was coming home from California for the weekend. He was thrilled to hear we were going to be going to the pumpkin patch. He said he wanted to do something fun with the boys.
For the entire week I was coaching M and G to say Aunt Doris. They were getting pretty good at it. It was more like Doar. Too cute.
When we got to the field we told them we were going to get to see Aunt Doris. We were walking to the meeting point and I see her waving and jumping so excited to see the boys. All of a sudden M and G start yelling Doar, Doar, Doar and begin to walk faster. We let go of their hands so they could 'run' to her. They walked right past her. Behind her was a dog. They were yelling dog, dog, dog, NOT Doris. We all thought it was hysterical :)
We went to Ort Farms in Long Valley. My four years of teaching first grade one of my team members was an Ort. Last year we went some where a little closer to home and Miss Ort was very sad that we didn't bring the boys to see her at the farm. We figured especially now that's I'm not working with her anymore we had to go to her family farm. I am SO glad we did. Her farm was definitely more geared towards little kids. It was AMAZING!
G right, M left.
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M in front, G in back.
G and Daddy.
Uncle Jimmy showed up during our adventures.
As we were checking out there were (of course) apple cider donuts. One of the employees dropped a box on the floor. None of the donuts hit the floor, but the box did open so he wasn't going to sell them. He asked us if we wanted one. So most of us took one.
The donuts were a big hit with M.

G really liked them too. I mean come on who doesn't.



Daddy and G.
Mommy and M.

Sorry about Sam trying to eat poor M's hand. The one good thing about cows is their teeth are located in the back of their mouth. Sam used to bite at my coat when feeding him. I will have a talk with him about not eating little boys.
ReplyDeleteWhat fun to see the pictures. It looked like you had a beautiful day. Thanks for letting us get a glimpse!
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