Pumpkinheads
Went with Elijah’s school on their field trip today to the pumpkin patch. We brought Sarah along, too, in the hopes that she’d not only have fun but maybe help out with the kids. For only $5 each the kids got to enjoy a hayride around the farm, the playground area, mazes (including a blow-up haunted house one that we didn’t do), and a free pumpkin.
We had a lot of fun up until the point E hurt his wrist. That is such a long story, I think, but to put it shortly I now believe he hurt it in some unknown-to-me way and didn’t say anything. Then he was on the monkey bars and Sarah had his legs and I was taking a picture but because of his wrist (the only reason I can figure), he let go and fell. Usually he will say to me, “I want to get down now,” and never does anything like just letting go. But he did this time and Sarah only had his legs so in a microsecond he went from happy smiling kid to screaming kid face-down in the dirt. At first we thought that was how he hurt his wrist but later when looking through the pictures, I noticed him in a shot of the complete chaos of the area. I didn’t realize he was in that when I took it, but there he is, showing his wrist to his teacher… before the monkey bars fall. Crazy kid. So now I don’t know what he did to hurt it, I’ll have to try and quiz him again tomorrow, but he’s babied it all day. It’s not broken and everyone seems confident it’s not fractured, but maybe he’s got a sprain. Of course, he doesn’t want anyone to touch it…
Anyway, my day was kinda ruined for a while after that and all he did was mope around and be crabby for about an hour. By the time lunch was over, though, he was more his normal self. We’d had lunch with our friends that rode up with us (the friend “T” that I have been spending a lot of time with and have mentioned more than once I’m sure) then a nice drive towards home again with a stop-over at a state historic site. We were just going by so I drove on back. My friend really liked it, she loved viewing the river and we got some good pictures of the boys in the meantime. From then on, we left them at their vehicle and ended up back at Sarah’s house where we decorated the pumpkins and had a little photo-opp.








