We had never been to a pumpkin patch before living in Nebraska. Our first visit was short and cold. It wasn’t until our daughter was a little older that we discovered all the fun things our local pumpkin place had to offer. It quickly became a tradition with different friends and different levels of play as she got older. This year she decided that she might be too old for tradition, so we came up with something new.
On Sunday afternoon we drove west toward Sutton to a little store called the Country Pumpkin. I found out about it from a friend on facebook. We avoided the interstate and played music. We learned you’re not too old to say “cow” and “train” when you see them. We discovered pumpkin soft serve ice cream.
The store is small and cute. The trip is long enough to be fun and relaxing without being too much. The squash are out of this world. Upon leaving, our daughter declared, “Let’s do this again next year!” Another tradition is born.
