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I'm trying to find a pumpkin patch to visit. I never did as a kid. It's kind of funny to think about, because I can imagine my immigrant parents wondering why I would want to go all the way out to the country when I could get one up the road at the grocery store.
In any event, I'm noticing that the places I've found so far charge admission. I know, right? The first place I found charges $16 per person. That doesn't include the $5 - $10 for whatever pumpkin we end up getting. So, $37 (at the low end) for a pumpkin that I could get at the grocery store? I'm thinking no.
I had planned to do this on the weekend so that all of us could go (read: Bug and Penguin could pick a pumpkin and I could hole up at the on-site bar. Kidding!), but we missed out on a new playgroup we were visiting, blue_stealth, I understand why you were turned off about your local OEYC. The other moms all gave me the stink eye when I walked in, as if I had a lot of nerve to be a newcomer. One of them was really snide when I asked if they were all there for the playgroup (there was that group and then another standing outside) and snapped, "YES. You have to get a number if you want to go in." Holy crap. I haven't had somebody sneer at me since high school.
Anyhow, the last number was being handed out as I approached the desk. It's probably a good thing. There's no need for me to start off my weekend by punching some uppity jerk.
Just kidding (mostly).
Well, onto the great pumpkin (Charlie Brown!) hunt.
In any event, I'm noticing that the places I've found so far charge admission. I know, right? The first place I found charges $16 per person. That doesn't include the $5 - $10 for whatever pumpkin we end up getting. So, $37 (at the low end) for a pumpkin that I could get at the grocery store? I'm thinking no.
I had planned to do this on the weekend so that all of us could go (read: Bug and Penguin could pick a pumpkin and I could hole up at the on-site bar. Kidding!), but we missed out on a new playgroup we were visiting, blue_stealth, I understand why you were turned off about your local OEYC. The other moms all gave me the stink eye when I walked in, as if I had a lot of nerve to be a newcomer. One of them was really snide when I asked if they were all there for the playgroup (there was that group and then another standing outside) and snapped, "YES. You have to get a number if you want to go in." Holy crap. I haven't had somebody sneer at me since high school.
Anyhow, the last number was being handed out as I approached the desk. It's probably a good thing. There's no need for me to start off my weekend by punching some uppity jerk.
Just kidding (mostly).
Well, onto the great pumpkin (Charlie Brown!) hunt.