Oh My Gourd Pumpkin Patch. 9212 East Glencoe rd Glencoe ok

Oh My Gourd Pumpkin Patch. 9212 East Glencoe rd Glencoe ok We are CLOSED for the season. We are unable to have a Christmas event this year. Maybe next year!

Our Electrical line got hit by the city and their electrician said the line would have to be completely replaced so we are waiting for that to happen.

12/14/2025

We are CLOSED for the season. We are unable to have a Christmas event this year. Our Electrical line got hit by the city and their electrician said the line would have to be completely replaced so we are waiting for that to happen. Maybe next year! We’re sorry guys! Sometimes things are out of our control.

We love you all and we wish you all a very BLESSED Holiday season! May God bring you all peace love and joy!

Here’s an interesting tid bit of information you may not know.
11/16/2025

Here’s an interesting tid bit of information you may not know.

"Mary had a little lamb" wasn't just a nursery rhyme—it was a real 9-year-old girl who saved a dying lamb, and that lamb's wool eventually helped save a piece of American history.
You sang it as a child. Maybe you've sung it to your own children: "Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb.”
Mary was real…
Her name was Mary Sawyer, and this is the true story behind one of the most famous poems in the English language.
March 1815. Sterling, Massachusetts. A cold morning with frost still clinging to the barn walls.
Nine-year-old Mary Sawyer was helping her father with the morning chores when they discovered one of their ewes had given birth to twin lambs overnight.
One lamb was healthy, nursing contentedly. The other lay motionless in the straw—rejected by its mother, too weak to stand, barely breathing.
Without its mother's milk and warmth, the tiny creature was dying.
Mary's heart broke.
"Can I take it inside?" she begged her father. "Please? I can save it."
Her father shook his head. "No, Mary. It's almost dead anyway. Even if we try, it probably won't survive."
But Mary couldn't bear to watch the lamb die. She pleaded until her father finally relented—though he made it clear he thought it was hopeless.
Mary carried the freezing lamb into the house. Her mother, seeing her daughter's determination, agreed to let her try.
Mary wrapped the lamb in old garments and held it close to the fireplace, cradling it through the long night. The lamb was so weak it couldn't even swallow at first. She didn't know if it would make it to morning.
But Mary refused to give up.
By dawn, against all odds, the lamb was standing.
Over the next few days, with constant care—feeding it milk by hand, keeping it warm, nursing it back to strength—the little creature recovered completely.
And then something magical happened.
The lamb became utterly devoted to Mary. It recognized her voice. It came running when she called. And everywhere that Mary went, the lamb truly was "sure to go."
A few weeks later, on a spring morning, Mary was getting ready for school at the one-room Redstone Schoolhouse.
She called out to her lamb as she was leaving. It came trotting over immediately.
Mary's mischievous older brother Nat grinned. "Let's take the lamb to school!"
Mary hesitated—she knew it was against the rules—but the temptation was too strong. She agreed.
She tried to smuggle the lamb inside by hiding it in a large basket under her desk, hoping it would stay quiet.
For a while, it worked. The lamb nestled silently as the lesson began.
Then Mary was called to the front of the classroom to recite.
As she stood and began reading aloud, the lamb suddenly bleated loudly and leaped out from under her desk, following Mary to the front of the room.
The classroom erupted.
Students burst into laughter at the sight of a fluffy white lamb wandering the aisles, bleating and looking for Mary.
Even the teacher, Polly Kimball, couldn't help but laugh—though she gently told Mary the lamb would have to leave.
Mary, embarrassed but smiling, led her lamb outside to wait in a shed until school ended.
She thought that would be the end of it—a funny story to tell at dinner.
But someone else was watching.
Among the visitors at school that day was John Roulstone Jr., a college-bound student staying with his uncle, the local minister. He was charmed by the sight of Mary's devoted lamb following her into the schoolhouse.
The next day, John rode his horse across the fields to the little schoolhouse and handed Mary a slip of paper.
On it, he'd written three simple stanzas:
"Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day,
That was against the rule.
It made the children laugh and play,
To see a lamb at school..."
Mary treasured that piece of paper for years.
The lamb lived to be four years old, bearing three lambs of her own before she was accidentally killed in the barn. Mary's mother saved some of the lamb's wool and knitted stockings for Mary—stockings she would treasure for the rest of her life.
But the story was just beginning.
In 1830, fifteen years after the incident, writer and editor Sarah Josepha Hale published a collection called "Poems for Our Children." Among them was "Mary's Lamb"—the verses John Roulstone had written, plus three additional stanzas with a moral lesson about kindness to animals.
The poem spread like wildfire.
It was reprinted in schoolbooks across America. Children everywhere sang it. By the 1850s, it was one of the most famous children's poems in the country.
But here's where it gets truly remarkable:
In 1877—sixty-two years after Mary saved that lamb—inventor Thomas Edison was testing his brand-new phonograph, the first machine ever capable of recording and playing back sound.
He needed something to recite to test if it worked.
He chose "Mary Had a Little Lamb."
Edison's voice reciting those words became the first audio recording in human history.
The poem that began with a nine-year-old girl's compassion became the first sound ever captured by technology.
As for Mary herself, she lived a long, quiet life. She married, raised a family, and rarely talked about the famous poem.
Until 1876.
At age 70, Mary came forward publicly when Boston's historic Old South Meeting House needed funds for preservation. She donated the stockings her mother had made from her lamb's wool decades earlier.
She sold autographed cards tied with yarn from those stockings, telling the world:
"I am the Mary. This is my lamb's wool."
People were astonished. The woman behind the nursery rhyme was real—and she was still alive.
Mary Sawyer died in 1889 at age 83.
Today, a statue of her little lamb stands in Sterling, Massachusetts, commemorating the day a little girl's compassion created one of the most enduring stories in children's literature.
The lesson of "Mary Had a Little Lamb" isn't just about a pet following its owner.
It's about what happened before that.
About a little girl who refused to let a helpless creature die when everyone else had given up.
About showing that kindness and determination can create miracles.
About how the smallest acts of compassion can ripple through time in ways we never imagine.
Mary saved her lamb with nothing but determination and love.
That lamb became immortalized in verse.
That verse became the first words ever recorded by human technology.
And that story has been sung by millions of children for over two centuries.
All because a nine-year-old girl in Massachusetts couldn't bear to watch something innocent and helpless die.
The next time you hear someone sing "Mary had a little lamb," remember:
It wasn't just a nursery rhyme.
It was a true story about a real girl who taught us that compassion matters, that small acts of kindness echo through history, and that sometimes the gentlest hearts change the world in the most unexpected ways.
Mary Sawyer: 1806-1889
The girl who saved a lamb—and created a legend.
Credit to the original author.

11/12/2025
If you purchased any Factory Favorite Strawberry Cheesecake Ice cream from us they have had a recall.  Here’s the info o...
11/12/2025

If you purchased any Factory Favorite Strawberry Cheesecake Ice cream from us they have had a recall. Here’s the info on it.

11/04/2025
11/04/2025

We are Closed for the Fall season. We will open back up after Thanksgiving for Oh My Gourd It’s Christmas!

We would love to thank everyone who takes time out of their day to come and visit and support us! We love meeting new people and seeing old friends! Thank you all for a wonderful Fall! Our favorite time of the year! You guys are the best and we love each and every one of you!

Happy Thanksgiving to you all!

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10/31/2025

This will be our last few days to be open for the Fall Season.
Friday 2-dark
Saturday 10am-dark
Sunday 1-dark

10/28/2025
10/28/2025
10/26/2025

We will open @ 2 today!!! It will be wet but who doesn’t love a little mud!

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9212 East Glencoe Road
Glencoe, OK
74032

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Friday 2pm - 10pm
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Sunday 1pm - 7:30pm

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