The Saturday before John left for his trip, we spent the afternoon at Bloomsbury Farm, a farm full of fun fall activities that we first visited last fall. Check out the six-inch height difference from last year:

But the big rocker is still super sized

They've added a zip line this year (which we did not attempt) and some of the old favorites were moved around, but we still found all the old stand-bys: tire horses, big tube slide, enormous inflated pillow,  rope spider web, goats to feed, hay to jump in and a fun house to navigate (some of us more than once; some of us more than four times!)

An anxious flier, John decided that simple Dramamine would not suffice for his long trans-Atlantic flights and talked to his doctor, who prescribed the anti-anxiety drug Ativan (a drug we hadn't thought much about since Will's time in the NICU.) The doctor advised taking one before his trip just to make sure he didn't have any negative reaction. Since he didn't fill the prescription until Friday, that didn't leave much time for experimenting. However, it worked out in John's favor, as he found the whole Bloomsbury experience much more tolerable with his chemical friend. Maybe he'll hold one in reserve for next year.