Sunday, October 14, 2012

Pumpkin Patch 2012

Do you ever have those moments when you feel so infinitely blessed that it's hard to contain your excitement? I usually have those moments right before we do something big - continue a tradition that was started when I was a kid, hit a milestone with one of my kids that I had imagined ever since they were in my tummy, see compassion or kindness in my child's eyes, take our Christmas photos, celebrate a birthday, get a card from a friend...and a million other moments that only last a few minutes, but warm my heart so thoroughly and completely.

The pumpkin patch is usually one of those momentous occasions for me. Long before I had kids, I imagined packing my kids up and heading out to celebrate the day as a family. Then when Mr. Howard and I tried for a year to get pregnant, I clung to the image of us with kids some day picking out a pumpkin. When Connor was born, I couldn't have been more excited to take him (even though he was only a couple months old) and was determined to experience the tradition I had imagined for years. The next year in 2010, we had just lost Cole and it was a bittersweet time for me. I should have been pregnant with him. I should have been taking pictures in the pumpkin patch with him kicking and moving in my belly. Regardless, I was determined to smile and laugh and show Connor that life is still full of happiness and memories. In 2011, last year, we had just welcomed the twins and I was overjoyed (albeit majorly hormonal from nursing twins) to include them. Person after person made comments to the hubby and me as we walked holding hands, chasing after Connor, with two infants strapped to our chests.

This year was no different. As I sat with Isabella outside the petting zoo (guarding the stroller) and watched as my mom, Mr. Howard, Connor, and Aiden pet all the animals, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. My family. My beautiful family. How blessed are we.
Last Saturday, we packed up the car, the kids, and my mom (well, I guess we didn't really "pack" my mom) and headed out to a huge pumpkin patch about 30 minutes away from our house. Connor has been asking if we were going ever since his preschool started talking about pumpkins. We've gone every year since he was born. Here's our past visits: 2009, 2010 Part 1, 2010 Part 2, 2011 Part 1, and 2011 Part 2

The twins don't really get it, but I know next year they are going to be so very excited! Aiden wanted to run, run, run and it was a little difficult to try to contain him. While we always invite my family to come with us, this year I was especially thankful my mom was with us - because we're now outnumbered in our adult to child ratio without help (last year the twins were in our carriers the whole time). 
Daddy and his babies:
I was a little bummed because they didn't open until 10am and Aiden had already been up for about 4 hours (Isabella had taken a morning nap) and so he wasn't in the best of moods.  
Connor loves trains! He thinks they are just fascinating!
 Isabella LOVED the icecream. Surprisingly Aiden wasn't that huge of a fan. WHAT??
Connor went on his very first pony ride. We didn't do it when he was only a couple months old for obvious reasons and then last year, he didn't really want to do it. This year, I wasn't sure what he'd think since he's been afraid of random things. But he loved it! 
 Parents could go in the inside and walk with the kids if they needed to and we asked him if he wanted Daddy to go with him and he said, "no!" What a big boy!
Of course we had to take the obligatory pumpkin patch photo. Again, we have a photo of our family from every year that we've been. It's so fun to see how we've all changed  
 Here's the one with my mom, Mr. Howard, and the kids. Isabella apparently heard a very funny joke before I took this picture.
The petting zoo. Oh how the kids loved it. Connor this year wasn't too thrilled, but Aiden and Izzy were pretty surprised.
Our little big family! 
Connor is so his Daddy's son. He said to me, "MAMA THERE'S A TRUCK!!! I take a picture with the truck!" 
When we got home, I snapped this photo to put on instagram (@thehowardbunch) and Mr. Howard said they looked like they were in jail!
 These kinds of big momentous occasions - while I always leave feeling so infinitely blessed, it is hard not to think about Cole. He would have been two-years-old. Such a fun age. I can't wait to wrap him in my arms some day in Heaven.

2 comments:

Kristy said... Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I have never been to a pumpkin patch. It's something I want to do someday. I know you can't wait to see your sweet boy one day! Oh how I love to imagine our boys playing together in heaven.

Tickled Pink said... Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

These are such great pics! And I love their outfits!!

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