... I mean, pumpkin patch. But there were honestly more stink bugs than there were pumpkins- no joke. I absolutely LOVE pumpkin patches (and all things Halloween/ fall), but I may be scarred for life now.
Let me start at the beginning. I've been looking forward to taking Niall to the pumpkin patch since well before he was born. It's one thing to go pick a pumpkin and carve it to impress the kids who will be stopping by your door. But it's quite another when you have your own little kid to impress. Now the pressure is on!
I wanted to go somewhere that would really give us the full effect of the season. I'm talking hay rides, cider, pumpkins still on the vine, a patch that Niall could actually crawl through- one so thick and bountiful, I could potentially lose sight of him in its abundance... you get the idea.
A place so wonderful would obviously be quite a hike from where we live- but well worth the effort. Our friends knew of the perfect place, so we all went together. About an hour's drive, a few wrong turns, a little bit of a late start... well, it ended up being 4 o'clock by the time we got there- which was no big deal at all. We had no other plans.
But then we noticed the sign at the entrance- Saturdays 11am-5pm. 5pm?!! We only had one hour to get through all of the fun activities I had planned. So we immediately hopped on the hayride with our fresh squeezed lemonades (it was a little too hot for cider that day- 75 degrees!), looked through the pre-picked pumpkin barrels, got a few cute pix, and headed out.
In the span of this one single hour, with windows cracked about a half inch, we opened our car to put the pumpkin (and baby) inside and found something far scarier than any haunted house I've ever been in... I kid you not, scout's honor- at LEAST 38 stink bugs. They were wedged in the cracks of the doors, windows, windshield, the rubber stripping lining the doors and windows, the floor, the seats... EVERYWHERE!
Matt was swatting like a mad man and I was just hyperventilating, repeating over and over "No, I can't do this; No, I can't do this". I tried to swat them out but there were too many! In just my passenger side front door rubber stripping, there were 15-20 of them. It was horrifying. I've had my Halloween scare for this year ;)