thanks, papa coach and grandma nene,
for taking us to the patch to play!
we had a fabulous time sitting in the corn,
digging in the corn,
covering ourselves with corn,
pouring corn down our outside shirts,
and wiggling it out thru our pant legs.
it felt cool and funny on our toesies,
and made us giggle a lot.
it was so filled with little kiddo hilarity,
i hoped we could take an
to capture the fun of the silly, pumpkin patch, corn bin.
but this was not to be.
{come 'on kiddos- mama just needs 1 photo of us all looking at the camera......just 1!..}
and, we'll just say,
corn was the gift that kept on giving....
in our stroller,
in our car,
at our nene's house....
from our socks, and our jackets, and our clothes...
and, well, there were even a few kernels that alluded us till bath time.
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