After a dreary, rainy morning the sun came out just in time for us to head out to the pumpkin patch this afternoon! It works to your advantage when your husband has his own - no fees, no corny tour guide, and no kettle corn to tempt the pregnant visitors.
Patrick had a hard time walking through all the vines. His little dance moves were cracking me up.
Seriously, he is a twin of his father.
We got to take the Gator out to the field. We don't mess around - we like a lot of pumpkins surrounding our house.
Wuuuzup buddy?
Jeff showed us the pond where they party hardied back in his high school days. Things are a little different now, huh? A baby instead of a Busch.
We came back to the farm and made faces at the nasty cows unloaded all 15 of of our pumpkins into the car. Patrick got to stay and help Daddy and Mommy got to go home and decorate it up.
Who's that creepy lady in the reflection? And don't judge my urns - I am fully aware I was too lazy to actually pot my mums.
But hey, the day was perfection. Patrick was obviously on cloud nine, but little do my guys know that I was too. They make my heart swell! I even got some video that I'm planning on making a mini movie out of so stay tuned.
And now to make the day even more perfect, Jeffrey & I are outty. September date night!
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