Fall Filled Weekend
After three fairly solid weekends of recuperation, it was time to take some action. Slow, twist-less and bend-less action.
So Saturday morning was spent walking to the Tower Grove farmers market with Ethan and the Dew-Man for the first time in ages. That one mile walk to the park’s central playground has seemed like 10 miles for that last three months—I’ve been driving it. But now it seems so close and the walk is invigorating…crazy what pain will do to your brain.
Speaking of my brain, I’ve discovered there’s about a week missing in my memories. I mean, the memories are there, I remember it in bits and pieces, but let’s just say if you told me something important between September 5 and 12, chances are pretty good I don’t remember. Good thing I wrote all about my surgery and that first week—the blog, yet again, proves it’s usefulness.
But this past week and weekend were the first all on our own, no grandparents or friends helping out with Ethan. It was quiet but nice, things getting done at a different but manageable pace. Though I’m not supposed to do laundry or cleaning during my recovery, I am doing it, very carefully. My productivity level is slowly gaining momentum. I re-opened my Etsy store, had a couple coffee dates with friends, and even went out one evening to an event. Though it will be a while till I’m back to my old staying-up-till-1am-painting-designing-exploring self, it feels so good to be doing more.
Movie watching is up a bit due to my slower pace. Wreck-It Ralph, Madagascar, and Rise of the Guardians are the current favs. We usually limit them to morning snuggle sessions but there are some afternoons where a half hour back icing break is necessary too.
Sunday we decided a trip to the pumpkin patch was in order, even if just for an hour or two, and Ethan couldn’t wait to go with his buddy Claire.
Those kids were in pumpkin heaven. My very smart friend Catrina knew about Rombach Farms which had incredible selection and everything a toddler could want. Mountains of pumpkins in all shapes, colors, and sizes…some of the biggest pumpkins I’ve ever seen were everywhere at this place.
There were even fields of un-picked pumpkins for the kids to explore. My favorites were the French, or as I’ve seen them called, “Cinderella” pumpkins. I couldn’t get over the “blue” colored variety so one was added to our growing collection. The kids couldn’t help but fill our little wagon with their favorite pumpkins and gourds (we just made them choose their favorites later—a tantrum was involved).
This place offered quite a variety of fall fun—old fire trucks and tractors to climb, a few animals to view, unreasonably creepy Halloween displays (why is it ok to depict graphic decapitations and limb-loss to children during this holiday?), play grounds, hay rides, face painting, a bounce house, plenty of food (kettle corn!), and even a full bar for the party parents. My favorite activity?
A four wheeler pulling kid-filled barrels, tricked out with horns and wheels. How adorable is this? And why do I think Grandpa Joe could swing a similar set up when we next visit the farm?
And what pumpkin patch would be complete without pony rides? It was Ethan’s first one! I thought maybe he’d freak at the last minute, but there was no hesitation. Watching him made me miss riding and gave me new respect for the fear my mom probably experienced watching ride horses growing up. But these sweet ponies were calm and dad was right there holding on tight. Ethan loved it and was so proud.
Bonus to exploring with friends? I make it in a few pictures! Too bad it was so sunny, there was no avoiding the squint. Mornings are great for getting out, not so great for photography. I stuck with Manual mode but played with my settings like crazy…so much to learn.
Luckily I was able to snag some shade to document the enormous smile my kiddo was sporting after choosing his favorite pumpkins and gourds…some have already made their way into his bed at nap time. I’ll try not to bake any more.
After seeing those enormous pumpkins Ethan requested Porkchop’s Halloween at bedtime. I was happy to oblige.
In case you are in the market for a good pumpkin patch, Rombach’s is not too far out (for us city people) and does not charge an entry fee, just small fees for each of the little activities. Not being a big Halloween person, I was creeped out by the scary stuff as was Ethan—we mistakenly headed through a “haunted tunnel” that totally freaked him out—but it’s fairly avoidable if you are paying attention (as I clearly was not). The pumpkin and gourd selection was impressive, to say the least. Just head out early to beat the crowds! It was getting really busy when we left at 11:30am.
I’m sure we’ll need to visit at least one more pumpkin patch before the season is through. We’ve heard about Theis, any other favorites you’d like to share?