It’s the pumpkin time of the year, and we finally got this nice beautiful day for a pumpkin patch trip. It was a long drive and nothing was too interesting except a road sign saying “Randall Rd. Exit 52”. But as soon as we arrived, we realized that it was well worth the drive.
The place was definitely more a farm-style amusement park than a pumpkin patch. There were just so many fun things to do: the corn box, the pumpkin express train ride, the petting farm, the munchkin corn maze, the pony ride, the little digger which Randall became a master of manipulating, and a lot more!
Randall enjoyed feeding the animals and couldn’t have enough of it. And of course in the end, we came home with a bunch of weird-looking pumpkins. Randall liked one of them especially, which, in his own words, “looks like a balloon but smells just like a pumpkin”.
The sun, the breeze, a perfect day for the beach.
“Is it a lake or a sea?”, asked mom.
“Lake. No, sea!”, said Randall.
Mom: We’ll probably go to New York in a couple of weeks.
Randall: No, in ten weeks.
Mom: No. Just a couple of weeks. A couple means two or three.
Mom: Because it’s our schedule.
Randall: Bendule. It’s our bendule.
Mom: No, schedule!
Randall (laughing): Bendule.
Mom: Ok. It’s our plan.
Randall (laughing even louder): It’s our can.
Randall: How did the doctor cut your belly open?
Mom: Let’s change a topic.
Randall: When can we go to Hawaii again?
On a very hot summer day, we take a train ride into the city. This is Randall’s second time at Millennium Park. The first visit was a year ago and he has certainly grown a lot, for he no longer needs help when climbing up and down the big structures. Still, for Randall, the best part of the playground is the skate park, where he wins a race over daddy.
We end our visit with a boat tour along the river, learning the city’s legendary architecture and the history behind it.
Randall was excited about the move, about the air travel, about hotels, about the place we moved into, as usual. The city gave us a nice surprise the second day after we arrived as we ran into Chicago’s 60th Air and Water Show. The airplanes went loop-de-loop left and dipsy-doodle right over the lake, performing amazing stunts. An F-35 fighter jet roared soared through the sky right above the crowd. Spectacular as it might be for adults, its loud noise turned out to be a little scary for some little ones, like Randall.
We hiked along the lakes and up the mountain, enjoyed the gorgeous view at the Reflection Lake as well as the beautiful Narada falls, yet all Randall cared about was the snow!
Randall is happy feeding the ducks with his own snacks until he suddenly realizes that “there is not much left”. “No more!”, he tells the ducks, but they seem quite determined and won’t leave. How about “you can have one more and that’s it”? They stay for more. Randall ends up giving all his goldfish away. Now both Randall and the ducks are happy.