Those of you who are feeling sorry for Robbi may take comfort in knowing that my trip to Kansas City is not a vacation. Rather, it is an opportunity for Robbi and me to work in different states while someone takes care of our children. As such, I worked today while Grandpa John and Grandma Judy took Alden and Kato to Faulkner’s Pumpkin Farm.

Apparently, Faulkner’s was fun. A lot of fun. For example, there were wild animals.

There was an enormous sandbox filled with corn kernels.

There were bucking broncos made from oil drums.

And a croquet-like game involving brooms, rubber balls, and wickets in the shape of scarecrows, animals, and such.

Apparently, Kato was not particularly good at this game.

There was an obstacle course made from old tires…

…and hay bales. Apparently, Kato was very good at climbing the hay bales.

Even if he had to take a bit of a breather on the other side.

And, of course, Faulkner’s Pumpkin Farm had pumpkins. Lots of pumpkins.

A good time was had by everyone—except for me. All in all, it was one of the most enjoyable outings I’ve ever missed on account of having to work.