This Saturday was our annual pumpkin-patch visit. Our family and every other family in our community, that is.
I got a shot of each of our kids with their pumpkins. Those pictures are each worth a thousand words–about their personalities, their pumpkin-picking strategies, and themselves.
Nate: he picked out a tiny pumpkin (not pictured). Too bad it was soo tiny, it looked just like his all-time favorite, sure-fire hit toy…a ball. He spent our entire pumpkin-patch time throwing his pumpkin and chasing after it.
By chasing I mean slithering in between all the great orange goards.
Right at eye level.
Still crawling.
