Chris had yet another Saturday off, so this time we went to a local farm to pick some pumpkins that we may or may not carve for Halloween. The farm had a wide variety of farms animals, a hay ride (one where the driver smoked a cigarette the whole time), and an actual pumpkin patch. You could tell that some of the pumpkins had been strategically placed, but there were pumpkins that you could literally pick.
The first stop was to the pig pen with the following sign:
So what did Chris do as soon as he had Miles in his arms? Holds his fingers up to a pig’s snout.
After looking at some goats, some horses, and some chickens, we made our way to the pumpkin patch to pick our pumpkins, but mostly for some pictures. So, here you go:
The best picture, of course, had a farmer in the background. Well, I’m not positive he was a farmer, but doesn’t he look like one?