A field trip

I took my first field trip with Phoebe yesterday.

I accompanied Phoebe, her daycare friends and cadre on a trip to a nearby pumpkin patch. I’d been looking forward to it for weeks, and wouldn’t have missed it for anything.

Phoebe had major fun. Sliding down the slide made from hay bales. Crawling through tunnels. Feeding the goats. Petting the pigs and ducks. …

Most of all, she loved playing in the corn wagon. Imagine a giant sandbox -- but the box was instead filled with corn, and the box was actually a horse wagon. … Other kids filtered in and out of the wagon, but Phoebe couldn’t take herself away. At home, one of her favorite past times is filling measuring cups with dried beans, pouring the cups into larger containers and repeating the process. So the corn wagon for Phoebe, was a mecca.

We also rode a tractor train to a field where the kids picked their pumpkins …

We had a picnic with the sack lunches we brought …

And we were back in The ‘Ville by 1 p.m. At which time I was scheduled to report back to work.

I probably would have had a lot more fun on the field trip if I wasn't dealing with a killer headache. I gutted out the field trip, but by the time we returned to town I could barely stand, let alone see straight.

I called in sick and spent the rest of the day in bed.

I've never experienced such a painful headache in my life. I thought I was going to die.

But I would not have missed that field trip for anything.

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