A Day Off From Survivor . . . Or So I Thought!
Our favorite pumpkin patch, 6 years counting. |
Our lives are pretty Survivor-focused right now (and have been, really, for over a year--because I began training for the show/game in April of 2010).
And while all of the Survivor Fun IS fun, I am still trying to keep our lives focused on family and the kids.
So, what better way to take a time-out from Mom's On TV and Trying to Win a Million Dollars than to stop at the local pumpkin patch and spend some family time in the sunshine, running through corn mazes and picking out jack-o-lanterns.
Right?
Pumpkins. Corn Mazes. They have nothing to do with Survivor.
Or so I thought.
Because upon arrival at said-pumpkin patch, three of our daughters start whoop-whooping (yes, it runs in family):
"Mom, they have wheelbarrows . . . want us to show you how to work one?"
It's like a wheelbarrow graveyard. Wheelbarrows everywhere! |
Really? Does the first place I go--day after the Fred Flintstone-like wheelbarrow challenge--have to be a place with more wheelbarrows than I've ever seen in my whole life?
What the honk?
So much for my "Day Off From Survivor."
Life is funny.
PS: To add insult-to-injury, a few pumpkin patch patrons recognized me from the show and started snapping photos once the kids started offering wheelbarrow instructions. I can hardly wait to see those on facebook, "Here's Dawn from Survivor . . . she's still struggling to operate a wheelbarrow!"
Our kids re-enact the challenge. Jr as Ozzy. Papaya as ME. (Papaya--I don't think I was holding on that tightly.) |
Suddenly, these don't look like pumpkins to me . . . but coconuts on the course in the South Pacific. |
Ahh . . . some non-game memories! Our 5 youngest. (In case you're new to the blog, we were able to adopt our kiddos . . . thus the diversity.) |
Our oldest daughter, Bam. (Although we may change that knickname to Blam, in honor of Survivor Stacey. It's my new favorite expression.) |
Our oldest son, Jay. He wanted to drive this vs. take a canned photo in front of it. No luck there. PS: Notice the wheelbarrow there? Tiny one. Jay put that there in the frame to be funny. |
Our whole tribe. Well, minus Dave-man and I. (I always feel awkward asking other people to take our picture, so we have a lot of photos of the kids sans-us.) |
And that concluded our "Day Off From Survivor" outing.
Fun. And funny.
My kinda day.
For the record, I can push wheelbarrow really well. I mean REALLY well. |