Stuology

Ada went on her first field trip today. They packed the class up and went to the pumpkin patch. Ada came back with the cutest tiny pumpkin. It is perfectly shaped too. When I went to pick her up, I was waking towards the school as the lady who drove her got the kids out of her van. I greeted Ada there, grabbed her carseat and helped her with her pumpkin. We were walking away when Ada started kind of crying, pointing at the van and kept saying “my [something we couldn't understand].” We both asked Ada what she was missing. I had her carseat and her pumpkin, and she was wearing everything that I brought her to school in. After asking her a couple of times, I still didn’t understand her. I asked the lady who drove her, and she didn’t know. I got Ada in the car who was now crying and pointing at the woman’s van. It wasn’t until I backed up and saw a few more kids walking up towards the school holding bags of CANDY that I realized what she was saying. Ada didn’t get her bag of candy. I calmed her down with promises of making cookies tonight. Home baked cookies > bag of candy.

We are making a family trip to the pumpkin patch on Sunday. I’m going to be swimming in pumpkins. I’m going to sacrifice some to baking, and the others we will carve. I will have a plethora of toasted pumpkin seeds for snacking.

Oh, Sunday is pancake breakfast day. I should make pumpkin pancakes!