
Blake was in a snit most of the morning, but Owen seemed to heartily enjoy himself, bouncing from animal to animal, engaging with his friends, and deciding every pumpkin in the patch was his absolute favorite. Madison enjoyed being passed from person to person. Sometimes she reminds me so much of Owen as a baby, so I guess I know what to look forward to.

After the over eager animals, we loaded up on the tractor trailor and away we went on our hay ride, which was lacking hay, but whatever. Regardless, Owen had a blast, sitting up at the front with his classmates, completely ignoring his mom. I'm guessing it's a glimpse of what is to come.

From there we crawled into the car and headed off to BJs. Yes, it was lunch time, and yes, I must have been delusional to think that this was in any a way a good idea. I figured I throw the boys in one of those car carts, get them a hot dog and some chips and they'd be good while I picked up some household necessities with my free 60 day membership. The plan did work...for about 15 minutes. Of course they decided to break down about two aisles from the checkout lane. I felt so close to becoming the "walmart mom", it wasn't even funny. Seriously! But we made it out alive, got home, and stuck the kids in front of the TV while I unloaded the car. Why are you judging me? Like you've never done that.
All in all, it was a good day. I can't believe my boy is old enough to even go on his first field trip. I feel a song coming on..."memories, memories."
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