Fall Fun

There comes a time in all kids' lives where they must go to the local punkin patch and measure their cuteness against their peers. Today was my day.

Clearly, it is a good thing that I can't read. No liability. Mom, however, is a knowing conspirator.








After sitting among the picked pumpkins, I was a little disenchanted with seeing where the pre-picked pumpkins actually come from.



So I moved on to things of more obvious interest to me.