This past weekend, we took a little trip with a bunch of friends also with kiddies to Underwood Family Farms. In Los Angeles, “pumpkin patches” are usually hosted out of a parking lot behind a supermarket, with paparazzi lurking for “Stars, they’re just like us” moments. (God forbid the world shouldn’t know that Marcia Cross also “picks. out. a. pumpkin.”) So when we finally got to Underwood, approx. 50 miles out of town, I have to say I was beyond delighted that this was a far cry from your itty bitty overpriced city pumpkin patch. Nope, this was a full fledged overpriced country farm– replete with real tractors (oh yes, there was even a tractor parade!), animals (a pig race to be Add Image exact), and more corn products to eat than humanly possible. (Not true, actually. If there was a corn dog stand, then my day would have been perfect. But kettle corn and roasted corn on the cob definitely hit the spot for the time being).
Anyway, it was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time. Jonah was in absolute heaven. Some of the highlights…
Like I said… There were tractors. And there was corn. $10 to the first person who can guess who had corn stuck in their teeth on this tractor….

Jonah walked around saying, “Mommy, why does the farm smell?” Well, the horses, goats, pigs and damp hay from all the rain may have had something to do with it. Or, could have been the massive trough of dried beans that for two tickets, children could sit in and sift through. Apparently beans are a magical fruit…
Our trip to the “country” was the first time we were taking this potty training gig on the road….

Though I appreciate “Farmer Jon” for equipping his Jon with a child seat, I wish the “Junior Jon” that went potty before us, would not have left a poo ball, yes a little poo ball, right on said child seat….

Ever try explaining to a potty training 3 year old with an insatiable curiosity for EVERYTHING that “honey, there’s poo on the seat, don’t touch anything… it’s okay, just go pee pee now… yes… poo… no, don’t touch… I don’t know why there’s poo, I don’t know who’s poo… please don’t touch… I don’t know why it doesn’t smell… please make pee pee….NOW!” Yah. Good times (and yes, that is my butt hanging out of my jeans. It was the least of my worries during what felt like a hostage standoff with a bomb about to explode. Pressure!)
Finally, we ended the day with another treat… fresh smoothies. Nothing too terribly witty to add here. Just a couple of darling kids with their drinks. It was a great day at the farm– a fun Halloween/ Fall/ Country experience…
Of course, it might have been nice to leave with an actual pumpkin… DUH.
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  1. Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
    What fun- except for the toilet nasty. I think while potty training we also need to teach them about good hygiene as well. It goes hand in hand but sometimes- not so much.

    I'll be going to the farm with my kids next week! I can't wait!! My girl hasn't been there since last year and she was too little to remember it, it's going to be fun!
  2. Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
    So sweet! My kids love doing stuff like that. I guess we're pretty lucky since we're Iowans, smack-dab in the middle of farm country. There are more farms around here than stars in the sky, and I swear at least 75% of them have some sort of "harvest festival" or pumpkin-picking event. Needless to say, we're tired of pumpkins by the time the season is over.

    PS - you look so cute, even with corn in your teeth! :)
  3. Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
    I love Underwood! We're actually going this weekend but I'm taking the kids on my own since my husband decided this would be a great weekend to go away for some "me" time. UGH. Hmmm. 3 1/2 year old twin by myself at a farm...maybe I'm insane.

    Great post, especially the butt crack & corn in the teeth pictures. Made me laugh out loud....love your lack of vanity! :-)
  4. Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
    ohmygoodness, the poo ball reminded me of a diaper that my husband changed the other day. he told our 2.5 year old son that he had "pooped a baseball."

    entirely gross, but hysterical.
  5. Alli B.
    Wednesday, October 20th, 2010
    hhAAhaa!! how cute!! his little girlfriend is adorable! loved your boots btw :)
    p.s. have u guys carved a pumpkin yet?