For the third year in a row, friends from 180 Church met at the pumpkin patch/corn maze located literally 3 minutes from our house. I have been realizing this fall more than ever that my kids are just past the age where I'm going to plop them down and snap their cute picture.
That just doesn't go over nearly as well as it used to.
Not that I didn't give it the old college try. What can I say? I was completely bewitched by the 75 degree weather, blue skies, and pretty orange pumpkins that I tried to get my 12 year old to smile pretty.
This is how he felt about the whole thing.
Let the youngest child in your party lead the way while you follow blindly and try not to trip seems to be the theme of a corn maze so Addison won the honors of leading our group. She thoroughly enjoyed being Ms. Bossypants and giving us all very specific directions. Camden struck out on his own because wanted to race to the finish while Rory went with the teens in our group (pretty sure she loves being the little one in this group).
Three is definitely a more appropriate age for pumpkin pics, right?