Sunday, October 16, 2011

Fall Activities and Goal #73: Milk a cow

We took the kids to Bengtson's Pumpkin Farm today. When we drove up there were hundreds of at least a thousand cars in the parking lot(s) surrounding the farm. We went ahead on in because I told Jimmy the closer it got to Halloween the busier these places would be and if we didn't go because it was busy then we'd never go.


The little gourd farm we went to last year was super low key and not busy at all. This place was a mad house! There was a lot to do and see and don't get me wrong, it was really fun! Just crazy busy. That place must make a KILLING! It was like going to the fair!


There were piles of pumpkins everywhere!


And a giant rocking chair.


Ryan loved all the tractors. 


I thought this was a really cute idea. Hopefully we can go back next year. The measurement is wrong (about 2" under) though because the ground was a little dug out under the sign from the traffic.



We went on a hayride. It wasn't near as fun as the one at the gourd farm. It didn't even go into the woods. We did get to see the "Punkin Chucker" though. It shot pumpkins about 200 yards.



The hayride stopped by one of the pumpkin fields and we got out to take pictures.




There was a "Bengtsonville" set up with a firehouse, school and jail.

Ryan was scared of the fake fireman.


So he would run by him to the (ahem) fireman's pole.



The kid jail was cute!


And the guillotine.




Ryan wanted to go on the "bee side" translation: big slide. It was 90 feet long.


Wheeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!



They had a simulated milking cow.


We all took a turn. And this fulfills goal #73 of milking a cow. I'm pretty sure I would not make it on a farm. If milking a cow was really as hard as milking this one, we would never drink milk. The udders were this rubbery stuff and I can't imagine a real cow's udders being that hard. Unless it's cold out...



They had a petty zoo too. Jimmy bought some carrots for Ryan to feed to the animals. I didn't get to go in but the pictures were cute!





Ryan picked out a pumpkin to bring home. He calls them puckins. And since he's 2, in the dawn of self centeredness.....MY PUCKIN!!!



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