It has been a fairly calm week here in J'ville. The Indians got their rears handed to them by Whitehouse Friday night. It was Mason's first football game. He was white eyed and in awe. He really liked hearing the band, tapped his foot most of the time. He really enjoyed seeing the two trains go by also. Trains and the band were really all that there was to watch anyway, the Indians don't know a thing about football.
Saturday morning, the wife, the boy and I ventured to Bullard, TX., home of Moore Farms and their kid friendly pumpkin patch. Mason has a tractor video and one of his favorite parts is the portion about the "pumpkin patch," hence, we had to go :-).
At any rate, we made the short trek to Bullard in search of pumpkins. It was quite an experience for the youngster. We got to go on a hay ride into the field (behind a tractor, no less) and pick our own pumpkin. There were also farm animals to pet, corn maze, old time well pump for the kids to pump on, and lots of pumpkins. Who would have thunk it, in tiny ole' Bullard. Mason had a blast.
I am happy to report that he is doing much better at going to sleep. Maybe it was just a phase, or it could have been the wooden spoon mama put on the dresser...hehe! Either way, we are getting better results. Brown's, Jones'...your time is soon!
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Seriously... where did this boy come from? Pumpkins are cool Mason. Lov'in the blog!
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