Followed by an alpaca sneezing in Evan's face and making him cry.
There was quite a bit of, "Wait in line," "Get in line," "Stay in line" kind of stuff for this 3-year old. Also quite a bit of walking. By the end of the day, this was a common sight:
But he was a trooper and kept up with everyone and loved the hayride and maybe even learned a thing or two about farm animals while we were there. We actually went back to the pumpkin patch a few weeks later to enjoy the activities at our own pace, without any lining up stuff, and he loved it.
Our next adventure was a day trip to Apple Hill with some friends. Apple Hill is a community of farms in the foothills where there are a variety of apple/farm related things to do/eat/see. We also started this trip with a fall in the mud, but carried on bravely and were able to enjoy apple rings (peeled, cored, sliced, and put on your thumb), a corn maze, farm animals, and apple doughnuts.
For Halloween, Evan was...a firefighter! Let's all act surprised about that one. I tried to coordinate our car for trunk-or-treat to match his costume. We had "burning buildings" and the bowl of candy was inside the flames for the kids to reach into. Between trunk-or-treating and two trick-or-treating experiences on Halloween, Evan actually started to learn the whole "Trick-or-Treat!" and "Thank you!" concept. He had no problem walking around the block, knowing that more candy was waiting at the next house.
We will now be changing Evan's middle name to Monet. Or Claude. This kid will do art projects for HOURS every day. Chalk outside. Chalk inside. White boards, paper, water colors, paints, stickers, crayons, markers. You name it. And no need to ask what he's drawing. It's a temple. Every time. With a "huge, huge, fantastic, big steeple" and Angel Moroni on top.
He also loves reading books (pronounced "bokes") all the time. He's fully convinced that book I'm reading him (On the Way to Kindergarten) is called On the way to Preschool. Nobody better tell him otherwise.