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I used to bring our nice throw blankets and they came home smelling like a barn for weeks. Now I only pack blankets I can toss straight in the washer without guilt.






















There was one hayride two years ago where it dropped to 38 degrees and blankets alone didn't cut it. Now I always pack warmers like I'm prepping for a polar expedition.





















One year my kid dropped an open cup of hot chocolate into the hay bale we were sitting on. We smelled like a chocolate barn. Never again.






















I've lost count of how many gloves and hats we've donated to random pumpkin patches because they fell off the wagon. Now everything either clips on or fits snug enough to survive.





















After showing up unprepared one too many times I started packing a dedicated farm tote every September. It lives in the trunk until Thanksgiving.




















