Yesterday we went to Iseley farms in Burlington with Zac's dad's family for our annual hayride and pumpkin selection. The hay ride is kind of like a historical farm tour as well, since it takes about an hour and they stop frequently to talk about things, with the high point being seeing the baby cows out in a pasture down by the Haw River. Under normal circumstances, this would be great. But with the wiggly ones (ie-our children), it was a tough ride. Every time we stopped, Alice asked, "Why are we stopping?" and she kept trying to get to the food they brought along for the cows. But Simon was even worse. He had taken his nap, then been in his highchair for lunch, then in the carseat for an hour and he was simply not going to sit calmly on our laps for another hour. He wiggled and wormed and protested nearly the whole time. He wanted to climb the sides of the trailer, he wanted to crawl around on the floor, he wanted to climb off the trailer and onto the tractor....he wanted everything but to be still.
We finally got back to the farm and he happily crawled around in the grass and through the pumpkins for a long time. He finally got his wiggles out.
He kept crawling through the pumpkins. Luckily he never impaled himself on the stems.
Then we went back to the Arcaro-Burbridge house and had a lovely dinner of chili. Alice always enjoys going there, because there are so many toys. Plus, Alice and Julian are getting better at playing with each other.
