No Guilt- Fall Fun

This is my no guilt for no blogging since Jackson blog. The kids have been busy playing fall sports and a variety of other fun things. These photos are all from a Fall Farm Day at Cornbellies. It is one of these farms turned into play ground during the fall time. We met Sonja, Deborah, Chortney and Lisa plus all their kids for a day of fun.

 Christopher and Carter on the giant slide. Surprisingly it doesn't go that fast, you really have to push yourself along on the sack but the kids still managed to enjoy themselves.

 Tyler and Rachael

 Ali, who has changed the spelling of her name to Ally (FYI)  and Rachael.

 Giant sized tricycles we raced around hay barrels. Well, race is an exaggeration as it implies going fast. This was more like a snail race. They were very hard to maneouver which made it more fun. Lots of tipping over and mocking as we were riding tricycles.

 Photo Op! This is our small group while waiting for the rest of the crowd to get there. Carter's friend Christian came along as well.

 Duck Races. This was my favorite activity. It wins big creativity points in my book.

 The kids pumped the water spouts for a long time. They loved lining up a bunch of ducks and letting them all go at once.

 Artistic photo of the day. I love how it turned out.

 More photo ops.

 The corn maze was a U vs. BYU race. It was fun, big, Ally got a huge corn cut, like a paper cut but from a corn stalk. A little first aid in the corn maze, lucky we had tissue to hold onto her hand.

 This was their hay bail maze. It was also large and awesome. We came out covered in hay as the kids thought it appropriate to climb through little holes in the maze. Trying to keep up with them I followed behind. I don't fit as gracefully through small holes in hay mazes.

 Gourd v. pumpkin Tic-Tac-Toe. Fun day at Cornbellies.

We picked out our pumpkins on the way out the door. My only rule was you needed to be able to carry your pumpkin back to the car. This fella overestimated his strength. So did Ally. I had them wait at the entrance and ran for the car. Not as strong as we think we are.