How do you know you live (kind of way out) in the country? You might find yourself shooting giant robots with pumpkins, or watching uncomfortably as your six year old maneuvers what looks like a tank with ease.
Sunday afternoon, we took an impromptu trip up the road to visit a farm where we heard you could shoot punkin’ chunkin’ cannons yourself. Since I’m pretty sure Mark has dreamt of this day since he himself was six, there’s no way we could pass it up.
But really, as totally crazy as they were, the most impressive thing about the whole deal wasn’t the cannons — it was the size of the robots! I can’t even imagine what it must take to build these things.