So we get in the car and off to Grandpa's Pumpkin Patch we go. All the while thinking we are bringing Jack on an wonderful adventure.
So we get there Jack is looking around. Obviously we are a little to late the place looks like a war zone. Smashed rotten pumpkins everywhere. The ground is moist from the recent rains.
So we are going around selecting pumpkins for a photo op for Jack's pumpkin pics. He is cooperating very nicely. So we prop him on these here pumpkins and Jess is going to get on the ground behind him for a pic. Well, she went to crouch and yelled out Oh no!!! She goes to push herself up using the pumpkins for leverage all the while I am looking at her to see what's the matter. Next thing I know I scream and Jack is doing a FACE PLANT right into the stickery, muddy, rotten pumpkin ground. It was terrible. We raced to pick him up. Smashed pumpkin seeds on his face, dirt in his mouth, up his nose. It was terrible. He wailed away. Good Gosh what a terrible adventure for the poor kid. Stupid Adults.
So that was the pumpkin patch story. I somehow wanted a better story than this reality one.
This was poor Jack after the face plant and cleaning up. Poor BABY!!