Pumpkin Picking

This past weekend I had visions of perfection.  I was going to squeeze all of our fall fun into one weekend, and it was going to be awesome.  And then Alli threw up on the soccer field first thing Saturday.  And I thought my plans were ruined.

However, Alli felt much better Sunday, so we forged ahead to salvage the weekend and fall itself.  First we went to Dickey Farms, a local pumpkin patch, to pick up some more pumpkins and create some fall photo ops.  We haven't visited the pumpkin patch as a family since Alli was younger, and with Riley around I'm hyper aware of exposing her to similar experiences.  So we went a few miles down a gravel road, which opened up to a gorgeous farm.

And then I thought I died and went to pumpkin heaven.  This farm not only had carving pumpkins still on the vine...they had white pumpkins.  Be still my heart.

After I oohed and ahhed over the beautiful white punkins (and only walked away with one, that's called self-control people!), we hopped on the hayride.

After the hayride, it was time for the corn maze.  Alli and I had done a corn maze twice at her previous pumpkin patch field trips, but it was Lindsey, Ryan and Riley's first time.

We let Alli lead for a little while...

But then we got lost, lost, and more lost.  Fear and confusion was starting to set in.

Ryan's army instincts finally led us to the exit.  But not before we got lost one more time...

We were so lucky to have such a beautiful day and to stumble upon such a pretty little farm.  I think I detect a new Lowe family tradition.