Gonna get married.

You know that song that says “going to the chapel and we’re gonna get married.” Well, when we were growing up my sister used to think that the lyrics said “going to the jack-o-lantern, gonna get married.” So, every time I think of pumpkins, or weddings, I think of this song. So, when trying to come up with a title for this post, all I could do was repeat this song in my head. So, here we go to the jack-o-lantern, I mean pumpkin patch. pp1I really love Baker in the fall. Small towns really know how to do fall the right way, not only do they have downtown decorated beautifully, they celebrate all things fall. Haines, the little town about 10 minutes outside city limits, had a little pumpkin patch and fall festival this weekend. We have been wanting to take Ash to the pumpkin patch, but weren’t sure where a good one was. We knew we would have to travel a little ways to get to one, so when we heard about the one in Haines we figured that even if it wasn’t great it was close.pp6pp3pp4Well, we were pleasantly surprised. It was quaint, but adorable. It was perfect for little kids five and under. They had pony rides, a petting zoo, pumpkin bowling, food, and pumpkins. We got to take Ash around in his new wagon, thanks to Grammie and Papa who sent his birthday present early, knowing we would want to use it before the snow came. pp7 pp8Ash Daddy got to pick out his pumpkin. He got to pet his first pony, Tony, and his first sheep. It was the perfect place for Ash. It wasn’t overwhelming or crowded, and their were only other families with little children too.pp5We had a wonderful time!

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