It is becoming more and more obvious to me that the reason Texans were not granted the privilege of 4 distinct seasons, is that such things would lead to complete insanity. Consider this situation - the temperatures here in the Lone Star State have remained below 90 all week and now all I can think of is how I have absolutely, positively got to find a pick-your-own orchard so that Little J can have the joy of apple picking with Mommy and Daddy. Without delay. I even did extensive research on this today. Not surprisingly, Texas is not a great apple-producing mecca.
Strike 1. I think that some of the apple obsession can be traced to these childhood memories I have embellished to the point of being emblems of Americana. All of this would have occurred during my brief existence in the northern provinces, more specifically Illinois. I have remembrances of spectacular fall festivals with cider, craft fairs, hay rides, hay bale mazes, funnel cakes and, oh yes, there were apples. In reality, the cider burned my mouth, the craft fairs were more like old ladies with latch hook kits, I am allergic to hay, funnel cakes are just big cholesterol monsters, and on a glorious run through the hay maze I got a piece of hay up my nose and had a major nose bleed. Reality bites.
Strike 2. Jackson LOVES the outdoors. This comes as a mysterious feeling for me,but he just soaks it in. However, he is very resistant to anytime I try to wrap an "experience" around these outings. See our trip to the Arboretum exhibit below. I am pretty sure that trucking it down to a tree grove so that we can pull things off trees would lead to nothing but trouble. He is, after all, is only a YEAR and a HALF old.
Strike 3.
This is what all of my pictures look like . . . the back of the head.
But . . . I am only minorly deterred. I've decided to just focus on the pumpkin patch "experience" this year. Because, just like my friend Erin, I watched Jon and Kate take their herd to the patch and thought, surely I could do better. Or at least with less yelling . . . famous last words.
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You are cracking me up! Yes, the pumpkin patch episode is a classic yell fest, isn't it? Always makes Brian and I swear to each other that we won't yell at each other that much when we're parents (I'm sure that's a promise we can't keep!)
Sigh..I'm like you...allergic to hay and everything Fall. I applaud your efforts to give Jackson the fall experience...can't wait to see pumpkin patch pictures!
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