We went to Linder Farms last night and had a blast! This is our third year of this fun fall tradition.
Squinty Jamin and "Cheese!"-faced Travis:
Libby (in ErgoCarrier), me, and Jamin:
Once we got inside, the boys immediately ran to a giant vat of dried corn:
Travis realized this was the perfect moment for his much-practiced "corn dance." Basically, he sings, "Corn dance! Corn dance!" over and over as he stomps in circles:
Next, the boys played in an obstacle course:
This expression on Trav's face either means that he's saying, "Cheese" or is scared. In this case, it's the latter; he's recently become terrified of heights:
After that, they went for a swing:
Then, they rode on the barrel train. The barrels used to be painted like cows but now feature spooky stencils:
Libby + Daddy:
After that, we went to the petting zoo. They have the coolest animals:
But the pygmy goats were our favorite:
Travis was a bit standoffish and enjoyed the animals from a distance. He finally got up the nerve to feed a goat, and it licked his hand. That was the end of that:
Jamin was thrilled to ride this pony:
Oh, those lashes. What a lucky girl.
After playing on the inflatables, the boys strolled through the hay-bale maze:
(Jamin may have cheated)
"King of the hay!"
My handsome boys:
Libby was a bit tired by this point.
And the dust irritated her left eye. But she didn't seem to mind.
Next up, hay ride:
We had just enough tokens for J&T to ride the barrel train once more:
The wind turned cold during the boys' last ride, so we opted to skip the pumpkin patch and and warm up with some pumpkin chili. Cook a batch; I guarantee it will become an instant favorite.
You know you had a great time when you're covered in a layer of dust, your kids have dried corn in their shoes (and their diaper... in T's case), your tummy is full of tasty goodness, and everyone crashes by 8:30. Ahh!
You know you had a great time when you're covered in a layer of dust, your kids have dried corn in their shoes (and their diaper... in T's case), your tummy is full of tasty goodness, and everyone crashes by 8:30. Ahh!