I'm weird, but being able to take P to the pumpkin patch was one of the things I looked forward to the most this year. I can remember feeling a lump swell in my throat when we came across pumpkin patches this time last year wondering if we'd ever have a reason to visit a pumpkin patch.
We've been blessed, though, and can never praise Him enough for our reason (and a pretty cute one at that) to visit our church's pumpkin patch this past weekend.
|Mommy, I've had enough.|
I didn't get not even one smile from him thanks to that top tooth that is peeking through. Maybe next year.
And here are our picks - one for each person in the family. Preston spent Sunday afternoon rolling his pumpkin across the living room and chasing it ... just about the cutest thing ever.