Pumpkins, Presidents, and Hurricane Preparations
We are on week four of visitors at what has become known as the Voboril Bed & Breakfast (sorry, no bookings available till 2013).
My parents arrived on Thursday for a week of fun: pumpkin patch, White House tour, Halloween, a day at Colonial Williamsburg, frequent walks around Old Town, and waaaaaay too much good food were all on the menu.
Little did we know our week o’ fun would be overshadowed by the news of a hurricane that bears the same name as my mom: Sandy.
(My mom officially hates the hurricane naming process and thinks it’s wrong to name them after people. I agree—I have a good friend named Catrina…yes with a C, not a K, but still…)
So after relentless reports, we’ve joined the neighbors in battening down the hatches, and the day is upon us. No ones coming or going out of the East Coast now…we are in for the long haul. While we are all ready for the worst to come (of which I’m pretty skeptical), here is what we were up to over the weekend!
Where’s the pumpkin?
Ethan’s love of pumpkins hit a high point when we carved some up—the kid is completely obessesed with pumpkins and gourds. He was too scared to of the guts to help much, but he was totally into the end result. He said “Hot”, “Fire”, and even made some scary “whoooooo!” noises to set the Halloween mood once the pumpkins were lit. He’s not yet two, but he is totally into this Halloween thing. Hopefully it won’t get rained out on Wednesday!
Speaking of pumpkins…
We made our now-yearly trip to Cox Farms pumpkin patch! While we thought going on a Friday would eliminate the crowd problem, we forgot how late in the the season it was…the rows of school buses seemed endless. Luckily it only meant lines for slides and the hay ride were long, leaving plenty of room in front of the goats, chickens, pigs, cows, ducks, and other adorable animals Ethan can’t get enough of. He walked around the petting zoo like he owned the place—totally confident, patting goats, having a blast.
The baby goats were SO cute…I was half tempted to smuggle this one home. Ethan would have had a buddy for life—or at least until the goat got huge and starting head-butting him constantly.
After a rare and exceptional date night with our buddies on Friday night, we rose at the crack of dawn to make our White House tour Saturday morning. (Get in touch with your state congressman to schedule one…it’s totally worth the trouble!).
After perusing the Presidential pad, we zipped over to the Eastern Market for brunch and some shopping. Along the way we encountered a huge pile of leaves…a perfect photo op.
I doubt we’ve ever passed the Eastern Market’s seafood counter without gazing at the blow fish…they are just so cool.
So now it’s Monday and we are waiting for this storm. We have candles, food, flashlights, electronic necessities charged, and a fire in the fireplace. But so far, it’s just raining…nothin’ new.
But it sure makes for some awesome puddle stomping! Good thing The Peanut is outfitted for rainy weather!
Ethan is always thrilled to put on his rain boots, and I was excited to try out his “new” (gently used) rain coat from 529 Kids Consign…picked it up this Spring when I saw it matched his boots. So when we decided to escape the house for lunch he couldn’t wait to get hurricane-proofed. If we weren’t both battling colds, Little Man and I would be puddle-stomping our way down to see the CNN crew that’s set up a few blocks away at the Old Town waterfront…they’ve been showing shots of the harbor and King Street shops on CNN all day (it would make an exciting drinking game: “Drink when you see Old Town!”).
The rest of the day will be spent drinking tea, editing photos and videos, playing Legos, setting up Ethan’s trains, watching CNN, fielding calls/texts from worried family and friends, listening to an endless banter of weather predictions and updates from Stu, and waiting for this storm to finally hit us.
I promise we’ll keep you posted!