Who knew that the humble pumpkin, serenly beautiful in it's gourdly nature, could be SO FREAKIN' COOL?!?! Apparently, if you are 19 months old, it is the hottest thing since Balls Everywhere! We went to the Pumpkin Patch, which is between here and Miss Valarie's. They have one of those giant inflatable pumpkins that cracks James up every time we drive past, so I figured, how much would he LOVE if that's where we got our pumpkins? The answer is: a TON. First he just ran up and down each row, giggling like a sociopath and stopping every now and then to pat a pumpkin or try to pick one up. He moved around all of the gourds, and said hi to the other little ones who were doing the same thing, and whose parents also apparently thought that buying pumpkins here was the price you pay for some cool photo ops.
Other pics will be on Shutterfly if today's technical issues get resolved (tried to post 2x earlier), but here's the money shot:
P.S.: Can you believe how BIG he's getting! Yeeks!
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