
Opie wasn't too sure about the hayride

But Jo liked it

And they both gave a "yee-ha" to the fake wooden tractor.

Jo was the queen of all she surveyed

But a sunflower was more Opie's speed.
Now for the important part: Lunch!


Brats with brats! (That joke just never gets old.)

And the dessert course.
On our way home, we passed this fine establishment.

Maybe there's a Rocky Mountain franchise coming soon?
This post brought to you by Izzy's Blogging Declaration of Independence (especially item #2). Because what's more all-American than caramel apples and freedom of blogging?
7 comments:
Crabby Julies looks like a great place to while away a cold and snowy Sunday.
And did you know you can't really get brats in Florida? Only the crappy name brand that is sort of like the Oscar Mayer of brats. It's sad really. We used to be able to get two for five outside of the Home Depot.
Look at that - somebody decided that I drink so much we should just stick a sign on my house and call it a bar.
Seriously, I'm pissed that someone else thought of the name first.
I wish we'd have made it to the farm/pumpkin patch/hay maze this year.
The photos are adorable! We just picked our pumpkins a few days ago --, or more accurately, a pumpkin and a tiny gourd that my daughter named her "Baby Pumpkin." I love this time of year!
Oh, I love going for hay rides and pumpkin-hunting and all that-- one of my favorite things. It's been way too long. Looks like you and the fan-damily had a great time.
Happy Halloween!
Now that's some good fun! I so recognize Opie's expression on the hayride. Those kids are gorgeous!
This looks like such a fun day. I really want to climb on top of that haystack too.
What a fun outing! I'm the bad mother who forgot the memory stick for the digital camera at the pumpkin patch. And Julie, you crack me up! Seriously, though, it looks like Julie's might be a promising dive. I can smell the beer from here.
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