We went to the Hunt Club Farm Halloween Festival in Virginia Beach tonight and had a great time.
Our mission was to get some pumpkins and take a few pics of the kids having fun. We got part of that accomplished.
After parking I grabbed the stroller, we loaded the baby in and all 4 of us headed out. Then we hit the gravel and I quickly realized we should have brought the Dreamer Design stroller my mom gave us, not the mall cruiser. The mall cruiser just doesn’t cut it in gravel and I knew we’d be loading some pumpkins in it, too. I’m not very pleased with myself for bringing the wrong stroller.
We made it to the pumpkin patch, which is absolutely huge, and started poking around for the perfect pumpkins. The biggest for me, next for mommy, and on down the line. After gathering the four I made the mistake of turning my back on my wife and daughter. By the time I turned around there were 3 more pumpkins in front of me. For the girl’s dolls, of course.
Let’s get some pictures! After just a few pics around the pumpkin patch the damn batteries died. I was ticked off, but boy-oh-boy was the wife pissed. The children looked so adorable. I really should remember to charge the batteries more often. Opportunity lost.
Well, mission mostly accomplished so it’s time to leave… almost. The 6 yr old spotted the ferris wheel when we first arrived and hadn’t forgotten about it.
That’s fine, I’ll jump on the scary, traveling Ferris wheel to make her happy. It was fun and the two of us had a blast waving at mom and brother. Time to go.
Not so fast, cowboy, she and the wife want to ride the scary, traveling slide. That’s fine, I hold the boy, they ride the slide. I’ll tell you what, that looked really fun.
Time to go… Almost. The little fast roller coaster thingy that all kids love because it’s fast, low and fun was nearby. Yep, daughter and I rode it. We kept waving at mommy and brother, but brother was too busy staring at the lights of another ride. Mommy saw us, though. Daughter and I were laughing and waving and having a blast the whole time we were on the dangerous little thing.
Quite possibly the moments that brought out the most laughter from my wife, was her watching me squeeze my 6’4″, 235lb body in and out of that kiddy ride. Holy crap that was snug! I nearly had to lay down across the seat to swing my legs out from under the safety bar. I was wedged in there so tight I should have had a can of Crisco smeared all over me and the Jaws of Life yanking the machine apart.
Finally, we actually do leave. Me pushing the baby, pumpkin filled, mall cruiser while the wife and daughter have a great time hoping around because they had so much fun.
It was a fantastic evening. All us kids had a blast.
We didn’t do the Haunted Hayride of course, but I’ve done it in the past and it’s well worth it. But leave the kids with a sitter.
Always fun, so head on out there before it’s over.