and yes, I was singing the theme song to the Brady Bunch as I wrote the title. Try it. It's catchy. Anywho, short version of a long story. We went to Canada a last weekend to go to the pumpkin patch. Who would have guessed that in Canada, apple orchards are really ONLY apple orchards and there are no pumpkins in sight? Not I. So almost two and a half hours later we arrive at Bankers. Guess what? They don't have a pumpkin patch either. But they did have a pile of pumpkins. I thought....it's better than nothing. Well, Ainsley wanted nothing to do with the petting zoo or the pumpkins. When Michael tried to hand her a little pumpkin you would have thought it was a porcupine. Anyway, I did get some pictures so I will put some up. And tomorrow, keep your fingers crossed, that she likes the new real pumpkin patch Uncle Timmy and Becky want to bring her to.
In that picture she looks like all is well. But the next two show her true feelings of the outing.
Then she finally picked a pumpkin but wouldn't hold it when Michael gave it to her.
Cheese.
And totally on a different subject because I just found these pittiful pictures...the first time Ainsley rode facing forward in her car seat. For the record...not a fan.
Daddy buckling her in.
Not so sure...
Ummm....Daddy!!! Where are you going? Don't you know I am facing the wrong way? Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic...
Ok....maybe I should panic because we are starting to move!!!
I want to go home!!!!
She's gotten much better, I promise!! Poor kiddo!