There is nothing so truly invigorating (to me) as taking little kids to a new place where they can run around and play. Bonus points for beautiful scenery (for mom) and stuff to investigate (for all of us). A place that never fails to disappoint is the farm.
We’ve taken the kids to produce farms in Illinois, Pennsylvania, New York, and Maryland, and never yet been disappointed. The wagon ride, so relaxing for adults, is a thrill for the preschooler right up front behind the tractor. Meeting farm animals is always exciting, and somehow it’s always a surprise when their kids (the baby goats) nuzzle my kids (the baby people). Going out to see the fields is exciting for my children of suburbia, and we’re teaching them about where food comes from (veggies first, please!), so it’s amazing for them to realize that that big lumpy thing on the corn stalk is actual … corn.
Okay, now I sound like a nut case.
But I do love visiting the farm. I love nearly everything about it, especially around fall harvest time, when they set up silly tableaus of nursery rhymes or fall themes, pumpkin head people, crafts for the kids, and food booths galore. A weekend trip to the farm during harvest time might mean roasted corn on the cob (in Illinois), fresh donuts (New York), shoo fly pie (Pennsylvania), or fresh baked treats (Maryland). There might be lunch waiting, or we might just have to make do with kettle korn and fresh apples.
The farm shop, filled to bursting with half-a-dozen varieties of apples, beckons before we leave.
And then, of course, we have to visit the play areas, full of tricycles and John Deere mini tractors, slopes to slide down, wooden trains, and whoknowswhat, such an adventure for the kids, just one more time.
The farm never fails to entice us, and my preschooler summed it up as I buckled him into the car after a long day at the farm: “Mom, can we come back tomorrow?”
There’s always something to investigate at the farm!