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A Pumpkin Patch Made of Money

I love making breakfast from whatever vegetables we have in the fridge.

She's becoming fill-in-the-blanks hash expert.

Apparently Meadow also loves mom's Sunday morning hash surprises.

My mom wants a new knife set for her birthday. That gave us an excuse to check out the Restaurant Depot in Brooklyn Center. I've always heard this location was open to public and we finally got around to checking it out for reals. 

This used to be the Best Buy that I worked at for two years. It looked nothing like the place I worked at. 

We stocked up on a few good deals. They had Organic Valley butter for way cheaper than what we pay for other butter at the co-op.

We've also started a love affair with Oaxaca cheese and decided it was a good idea to get some of the best tortillas in town, La Perla.

We used some of the tortillas right away to accompany our leftover tacos el pastor.

Since we didn't get to go apple picking with Emma when we went, she asked if we wanted to meet them at Country Sun Farms. Only one carving pumpkin grew in our garden so we had to get more anyway.

Their website listed all the things they had for fun. Hay rides, corn pit, bouncy house and petting zoo. What they didn't mention was that everything cost money. We let Meadow run around and explore instead.

Meadow is the sweetest witch I've ever met.

At least you could look at the animals for free.

Unless you wanted to feed them. Luckily Meadow was OK with just watching.


We measured her and she's still a short stack.

Meadow kept wanting to hang out with other families. 

Eventually we ran into Emma and fam.

Olive and Emma would go there separate way and eventually we'd find them again across the field.

Meadow's other favorite thing, besides looking at animals.

Later Tyler and June showed up and we lounged on the hill. (I know they're not pictured, but they do exist.)


We like standing next to giant things.

We usually stand in their crotch.

I saw that they had caramel apples for a decent price. Then we realized that they were mass produced and shipped in from god knows where.

At least they have a lot of pumpkins to choose from.

We watched Olive play in the corn pit for awhile. Maybe next year we'll find a free one Meadow. 

Who needs a corn pit. We'll just fill up a cart with pumpkins and let her at it.

Once home I had to make fried green tomatoes with shrimp and grits.

While Scott was making dinner Meadow and I did an activity. I had her transfer her blocks from one bowl to another. After I awhile she figured out it was quicker to just dump the whole bowl.

Dinner at last. Not a bad day.

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