Today we went to the pumpkin patch on Sauvie Island with Primo’s school. We got to have a hay ride, get a pumpkin from the field, run around a hay bale maze with the boys and generally have a good time. It was cold and foggy out lending a spooky feel to the whole event. While the boys had a great time and the pictures look great it was all a big pain in the ass for me. I feel sick and my allergies picked up on the farm and I had to keep track of the three boys in the muddy, cold, wet field and I’m tired and and and…. Pictures neve tell the whole story and most the time neither do my blog posts. It all sounds so fun and easy but it usually isn’t. There is the blowout diaper in the car on the way to the patch, stinking up the joint like the day after a hotel room party on the Motley Crue Girls, Girls, Girls tour. Or the thousand questions from the four year old that I got tired of answering twenty questions in and started snapping back at him impatiently. I tried to be the good involved dad playing with the kids on the hay pyramids when all I want to do it is go home and put the kids down for naps at 11 AM so I can lay down too.  Faking it in public is the one thing all parents have in common I think. At least I hope we all have it in common, otherwise I feel like a bad parent. This stuff here doesn’t make you a bad parent or a good parent for getting through it, it just makes you a parent. This is the stuff of parenting.

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