We've had a regular Tuesday morning playgroup this fall with some of our favorite friends - Holden, Adler and LT, and Zack and Ewan too if they don't have school. It's a happy fall ritual around here to visit a pumpkin patch, so we planned a trip one morning in October to Rock Creek Farm, about 20 minutes from home.
We tried to get all the boys on pumpkins for a picture, but there were varying degrees of cooperation.
For once, our two sat for a few pictures after the others had moved on.
Pumpkin patches are so much more than just pumpkins now - this one also had a line of bouncy castles, a petting zoo, a corn maze and a little hay maze for the kids. When the other boys were ready to move on to the other attractions, Jonah was not. He sat and played in the dirt while I carried our pumpkin to the car. When I turned back to retrieve him, he was so tiny in that field of orange and cracked dirt that the only way to quickly locate him was to search for a flash of bright white - his hair.
Although I shuddered to see that tiny body dwarfed by the earth and sky and so far from me, he was happily playing when I reached him.
But he was also happy to drive down the rutted dirt road to the bouncy castles.
Here's Holden, one of Jonah's favorites and only five days younger:
And Adler, another special friend only 17 days older:
One bouncy house had a big slide, and Brandy kindly helped both Holden and Jonah up and then slid down with them.
They loved it.
I had to leave early to take Jonah to visit his new school, which he was starting the next day, so Isaac got to stay and play without me and then ride to our house with his buddy Zack. I think he felt pretty grown-up.
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