"Shall we go to the pumpkin patch?" I asked her.
"No, I don't want to," answered "the baby" (as Cliff still calls her). "I want to stay here and play with my kitties."
I showed her pictures of the place on Facebook; she enjoyed looking at them, but still was not convinced she wanted to go there. Part of the problem, of course, is her age: Three-year-olds are notoriously stubborn. Added to that was the fact that her mom had to be at work extra-early this morning, so she didn't get as much sleep as she's used to.
I wish I could tell you how I finally got her in the car, but I don't recall which tactic of the several I tried actually worked. Cliff was fairly certain the trip was a mistake, what with the kid's negative attitude. I assured him it would be fine. I knew that on a weekday morning when kids are in school, we'd likely be the only customers there. That may have been for the best, because I doubt the kid was in the mood for sharing.
We got out of the car, met the couple who own the place, and paid them ($5 for kids, $2 for adults). Cora seemed to especially like Terrie: During our visit she kept slipping away to talk to her.
Cora enjoyed climbing up on this huge stack of straw to slide down the tunnel.
"I want to go on the hay ride," she said. (I know a little child psychology. Ha!)
Window shopping in Terrie's little shop
We went home, had some lunch, and then...
This bunch wears out fast.