It’s the Great Pumpkin Hunt, Charlie Brown!

To make up for Friday’s Frightfest failure, I took the girls to the pumpkin patch on Saturday morning. There were pumpkins there that I swear were bigger than the girls. Hayrides, barbecue, and…lots of rides that were for much littler kidlets. Hmm… we might need to find a different pumpkin patch next year.

As much as I love that the girls love having their pictures taken (or, at least that it isnt the fight that it used to be to take 4,326 pictures), it’s hard having to tell them, no you can’t ride the adorable little tractor pedal cars because you’re too big. No, that playground is really for little kids. No, you’re too big for that straw “maze” that is one bale high.

 

Have I mentioned how grateful I am that they like having their pictures taken? So we did that. I took pictures and then I let them take pictures of each other. This one of Bee is actually all Gracie’s doing. I think I have budding photographers on my hands. In fact…Santa should maybe think about getting Gracie her own camera. Putting a pin in that thought…

 

The weather was twice as pretty on Saturday as it looked. The skies were blue, the temps were in the high sixties that early in the morning, and it just felt – perfect. More like September-ish weather than late October, but I’ll take it!  Nothing tastes as good as “fall foods” eaten outside in the sunshine and the fall breeze. I was tickled that Gracie asked before we had even left the house if I thought they’d have that sweet roasted corn again – and how many she could have. Turns out, we can each eat two ears of roasted corn before we give up. Heh. I was surprised that Bee passed up the corn in favor of the biggest. pickle. I have ever seen. I wanted to post a picture of it, but she couldn’t separate her face from it long enough for me to get a good shot. Too bad she didn’t like it much. Heh.

 

 

But I think our biggest accomplishment – besides successfully stalking a couple leaving to we could pounce on their wagon to carry our pumpkin-y goods – was that we actually made it out of the corn maze alive. AND we did it twice as fast as we did last year. Total coincidence, I assure you. But just look at that picture – last year Bee-girl was chasing after her sister, her piggy-tails down to her butt and her baby fat still hanging on. This year she is rocking a chic haircut and is leading the pack.

So many similarities. So many changes. It makes it easy for a mama to buy the biggest pumpkin we can lift. We gotta carve while the carving’s still good.

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