Over the weekend, we loaded up 10 bales of hay onto my husband’s flatbed trailer and took five kids under the age of 5 on a hay rack ride. For about an hour, we toured the 10 rectangular miles around our house and ended at our make-shift pumpkin patch. Since “real” pumpkin patches were too far away to drive to, we ditched some little ones and about 15 gourds in the field entrance up the road.

The kids had a great time and no one fell off, so that’s a success in my book. Here are some snippets of the conversations I heard along the way:

Look – corn!
Look – more corn!
Look – sunflowers (they were wild daisies, but to a 5-year-old, one in the same)!
Look – a bridge!
Look – rocks!
Look – soybeans!

What amazed me was how these two-word sentences held such great enthusiasm and amazement at what farmers do every day. If only everything in life were seen through a child’s eyes.

Little did they know that we were having a bonfire and s’mores later! Nothing like a full day of fresh air, pumpkins and chocolate to put a 3-year old to sleep.

Until we walk again …