But here I am, determined to do right by my child. To make her feel loved and wanted. Plus, I'm always up for an adventure -- anything to get us out for the day. I can't imagine spending a whole day inside.
So off we went to New Jersey to meet friends at a place that I can only describe as half farm, half entertainment venue. It was enormous, with a million entertainments to thrill a small child (save a carousel, which Calliope blithely assumes will be at every fun destination). So she bounced in the bounce house, crawled the hay pyramide (sort of -- she was too cold and shy to enjoy it much), rode in a wagon towed by a tractor, joined me in a ride on a hay wagon, "picked" a pumpkin, inspected a fire truck (from a distance), rode a pony, and played joyously in a pile of dried corn.
All in all a very successful day, despite it being a bit more brisk and windy than I anticipated.
|Photo ops conveniently provided|
|Chilly but scenic hay ride to pumpkin patch|
|What's more fun than digging in dried corn? Apparently not much. Who knew?|
|A thrilling wagon ride. (Not shown, mother thrilled not to have to ride the ride.)|
Is there anything cuter than the way little kids are completely thrilled to wave as they pass by?