Elegant Farmer

Last weekend I took Jillian to the Elegant Farmer with some friends from church. Jason stayed back and worked on the basement with Uncle Rod (yes, it is almost done...I promise!). It was a pretty yucky day, rainy in the morning and no sun! But we bundled up and headed out there. Of course Jillian fell asleep in the car. It was about a 30 minute drive and she did wait until we were half way there to fall asleep, so she only slept for about 20 minutes (on account I did get a little lost on the way there!). So, like any normal person, being woken up to go outside in the cold and rain did not make her very pleasant to be around. We went on the hayride first and picked out our pumpkin. With her grumpy mood I was sure she was going to fuss the whole ride...but to my surprise she loved the bumpy ride! She also loved wandering around the pumpkins to find the perfect one! So we headed back on the hay ride, paid for our pumpkin and headed inside for some lunch! The Elegant Farmer is well known for their pumpkin pie...but we opted for a carmel apple instead! Here are some pictures of our time at the pumpkin patch...


We had a little adventure on the way home. We were driving along on I-43 when it sounded like a small aircraft was going to land on the roof of Red Rhonda! So we pulled off to the side and sure enough we had a flat tire. So I tried calling Jason, but working in the basement he didn't get to his phone or didn't get any reception...so I called my parents (in Dekalb...couldn't do much from there) to see if they knew who I should call to help. Mean while I had started to take the spare tire off...or attempted to, how do they expect women to get those things off! Jason did finally call back and headed out to help us. So I climbed in the back seat with Jillian and smelled the wonderful smell of a poopy diaper. So I got her out of her seat and changed her diaper. Of course this couldn't just be any poopy diaper...she had a blowout, so I had to take off her clothes and take off her dirty onsie! As we were getting settled back into the car another car pulled up and out stepped a nice man and his daughter. He saw us pulled over with the flashers on and the hood up and turned around to help. Thank goodness, because I didn't know how to change the tire. If I learned anything, it is to know who to call in these situations because I know I will not be able to change my own tire!