We were off to the pumpkin patch.
Katie did not want to walk.
After a little investigation,
I put her shoes on the wrong feet!
Absent minded is a nice way to describe me recently.
We went for the pumpkins
and got wrapped up in the old time candy
and Christmas decorations.
Katie still did not want to walk.
Lucky for her Daddy and Uncle Austin are suckers.
Then she needed to be spun around.
Trying to walk she ended up on the ground.
We made our way past the carriage rides,
the tractor rides,
the endless booths of arts and crafts and kettle corn.
We made it to the giant pumpkins.
For many of you who have visited our home recently,
you know we grow our own giant pumpkins.
So we go to look and watch Rachel pick her favorite.
Boo insisted on touching as many pumpkins as she could.
The rule in Rachel and Austin's home is that
Rachel can take home the largest pumpkin she can pick up.
It's funny to watch her struggle.
Her eyes are bigger than her biceps.
Colin tried to help out.
He almost squished her.
Death by pumpkin is rather unfortunate.
Austin chose his own test of strength.
He passed.
Katie has a different method of conquering the pumpkin challenge.
My husband is a farmer.
He would disagree but
his joy for sowing, tending and harvesting says otherwise.
He pocketed seeds for next years planting.
So pretty.
So sweet.
Wheel barrow rides!
Best dad ever.
Em enjoys taking the camera.
Her recent favorite person to photograph is me.
We had a great time.
We drove home to bake fresh pretzels.
Baked with garlic butter parmesian topping.
So delicious.
