Clad in plaid, we headed out Saturday morning for some pre-conference pumpkin picking. Shagel Farms was only a short drive away and while I didn't think Ada would get a grand snooze in the car I was hoping for a few minutes of shut-eye. No such luck.
But the farm. . . the farm! Picture perfect and tons of fun. Ada had a blast in the corn bin. We looked at the animals and gave the horses nose a good pat (and who knew turkeys were so terrifying!) She did a bit of the hay bale maze, took several plunges down the slide and spent so much time swinging she nearly missed the tractor ride out to the pumpkin patch.
It was one of those we-really-are-our-own-little-family type mornings and as we packed our pumpkins—two of the orange variety and one of the baby variety—in the backseat I couldn't help but fill with gratitude.
Then we got to listen to conference and eat for a solid weekend.
What could be better?