Wandering Wednesday: Secor Farms

We first went to Secor Farms when the older kids were in preschool; there was a class hayride there for one of the kids. I was super-pregnant, so I dragged Hot Guy along to go on the actual hayride. There is nothing fun about bouncing when you're eight and a half months pregnant.

The next year, though, Hugmonkey and I went on the hayride too.

He's a little more into hayrides now. 

We haven't been back for a while, so that's what we did on Sunday after soccer. Secor has a nice big field for picking pumpkins during the hayrides, plus animals and cider donuts. But when we got there, it seemed like everyone else in Bergen County was there as well, so we decided to skip the hayride portion. They'd already done one with their grammy this year anyway. 

After visiting a few animals and hitting the hay maze, they paused to pose. 

The millet maze was a much bigger hit. They went through 3 times. 

Did I mention that it was a perfect fall day? So sunny and crisp. 

I thought I had a better picture of the corn feed play box, but obviously I don't. 

I am reasonably sure they put crack in their cider donuts. 

We have 8 pumpkins, so we didn't buy any more. But I love how they decorate the whole place. 

Wordless Wednesday: The Pumpkin Patch

Happy Native Plant Day Again.

Lovebug, 2007

Ironflower, 2007. 

These were taken at the same place we went to yesterday, except yesterday we were also with Ironflower's BFF and her family. And Lovebug actually stood still and posed. And Hugmonkey was there. Also, that year we didn't even realize that they had a hay ride and whatnot. But I'm really into these old photos lately. 

Hugmonkey, 2009. 

He enjoyed yesterday's trip a lot more, I promise. 

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Happy Native Plant Day

I'm trying to keep up with this weekday blogging thing, even though I totally skipped yesterday because it was a holiday. And by holiday, I mean that my kids didn't go to school. Not that I'm all into celebrating Columbus. 

Because, let's be honest, he was kind of dick. And the Vikings had already discovered North America. Plus, you know, all the people who were already here. 

Perhaps I should celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving instead. My one Irish great-grandmother lived in Canada for a while. Except that I'm not really clear on how the holiday works. Is there pie? Turkey? I actually know some Canadians, so it's not like I couldn't ask. I've just been too busy bitching about Columbus Day. 

Do you think it helps that we went to the pumpkin patch yesterday? Is celebrating a native plant on Columbus Day subversive? 

I can't believe I actually got a picture while Hugmonkey was in there for .02 seconds. 

Wait, pumpkins are native to North America, right? 

Google seems to think so. Phew. 

That's it. From now on I'm celebrating Columbus Day as Native Plant Day.