Linus: “There are three things I’ve learned never to discuss with people: religion, politics, and the Great Pumpkin.”
We took Madeline to her first pumpkin patch experience. It was just so magical and perfect… just kidding!! We did have a fun time and it certainly was a funny memory to look back on, but it hardly went perfectly. I have found that if I plan for us to go somewhere and take pictures, where pretty much the main focus is to “capture this super special, amazing memory,” there couldn’t be a bigger rainstorm of nope that showers down on me. (Imagine Justin Timberlake, Cry Me a River, but more rain). Luckily, we’re a family that can find the humor in the not so picture perfect memories too.
I knew going into it that we were working on borrowed time because my 8 month old still sleeps like a newborn, so I knew we had about an hour from wake up to get there, get some good shots, and enjoy the pumpkin patch (what in the world was I thinking). We stepped out of the car and because I had let Madeline chew on my camera strap, my camera immediately came unattached to the strap on one side and fell in the mud. Why I didn’t just put the camera back in the car is beyond me.
The patch was adorable. Surrounded by sunflowers, goats, and pigs (who apparently bite). I was getting some great shots, but I wanted a few of Madeline and I, so we swapped baby and camera. Madeline and I got posed around a pumpkin.. “the lens isn’t focusing,” Matthew says. I got up, tinkered with it, got reposed. “The lighting seems off,” he says. I got up, took a few shots, changed the lighting, got reposed (with a baby, in case you forgot). “She’s eating the pumpkin leaf,” he says in the calmest, most Matthew voice ever. Ahhh, yes, this is exactly why I only have selfies with my daughter.
We did manage to get a couple good ones so we moved on to attempt the tripod family photo (cue scary music). As you might’ve noticed, there isn’t a family photo pictured above. Needless to say, after getting the tripod set up, the camera attached, it tipping over, getting it set back up, not remembering how to get it to take multiple shots on auto, some little boy named Easton being chased and threatened by his mom in the background and Madeline literally looking backwards in almost every photo..I officially announced that I didn’t want to do this anymore. (who knew I would beat Madeline to meltdown city). I knew we either called it quits or we would be able to do a whole photo shoot of me snapping about 3o sunflower stalks in half.
As we decided to call it a day, we realized it was nap time for Madeline (and let’s be real, me too), so we ran out of there like we stole something. Which is ironic, because we left with nothing, not even purchased items. We totally forgot to buy the pumpkin we picked out for Madeline, the front porch mums (to replace the ones I’ve already killed), and the maple ice cream we were dreaming about.
Although the whole process was kind of a train wreck, we were already laughing at how ridiculous it went on the way home. I can’t tell you if the Great Pumpkin will visit this patch this year or if it’s the most sincere (watch Charlie Brown’s pumpkin special if this just sounded like I was swigging moonshine and blogging) but I can tell you that this pumpkin patch adventure was exactly the memory we needed.