So, this is exactly what it looks like … the pony handler picked up tucker out of heather’s arms and plopped him on the pony. that may have set him off, but once the pony started walking around it’s sad little circle, tucker just couldn’t contain himself. he was NOT into the ride. I would start making a fool of myself on the sidelines trying to snap him out of it. It would look promising for a few seconds and then he’d be right back into the sobbing. *sigh* at least it was a short ride!
Then we went for a walk in the maze of hay bales, this was much more popular. Tucker didn’t realize he was in a race with the shrimp batman, but he had a great defense and kept the kid squarely in the rear for the remainder of the course.
i just love these contemplative moments. “Wait a minute, are we all just running around in a maze of our own creation? What am I racing towards? What am I running away from?” Oh Bub, these are questions we are all trying to answer every day. the best you can do is see the maze for what it is and try to enjoy your trip through it.
And then, just when you have your head down and your pushing forward like everyone expects you to, you come across to gigantic pumpkins just sitting on the maze itself. If you hadn’t looked up right at that second you might have missed those orange globes, but you did look up and now you get to enjoy them!
And by enjoy them I mean crawl all over them and roll them this way and that.
And then when you can’t crawls no more, you bring in your peeps to keep roughing up those pumpkins you just happened upon.
