Pumpkin Patch

Sunday was a gorgeous day, so we hit up the pumpkin patch (on the 5 yr anniversary of the weekend that Jake proposed to me - by carving it in a GIANT pumpkin after we hit up Apple Hollar pumpkin patch). It was pretty fun, and Layla was in heaven. Her favorite thing these days is pumpkins, so to walk into a field of them was probably like if one of us were to walk into a field of money that was up for grabs. Or wine, whatever.

As you'll see by the pics, I think the biggest event was Layla's run in with the llama. The pics will tell the story, but let's just say llamas are now on Layla's shit list.

Awe... fam shot. We were looking directly into the sun... so I think all three of us were gritting our teeth through the pain.

Layla, observing all the pumpkins while eating popcorn.

Man, this is a lot of pumpkins!

Jake shooting the pumpkin blaster. In his words, it was, "Awesome."Pumpkin blaster target.

After he shot. What a dork. ;)

Layla thought this old broke down wagon was the bee's knees. I was a little nervous that the wheel was going to fall off.

Layla on the choo choo train ride. She loved it!!! We had to go twice.

Mother of God... you want me to do what? You want me to reach my hand over and pet that giant thing that's staring me in the face? Whaaaat? Getting close...

Closer...
Chomp! Here's where the llama decided to tug on Bean's jacket a bit. She was NOT a happy camper after this. She screamed, "AAAAhhhhh!!!!! Lllllaaaammmmaaa!!!" She was the only one at the pumpkin patch having a fit at this time.

Feeding the goat. Gross.

Oddly enough, these goats were picky. After this pig scarfed all the food Layla had in her hand, Layla bent down to pick some up off the ground and feed it to the goat. He wasn't having any of that.