Every mom with little pumpkins of her own knows that pumpkin patches were meant for three things…pictures, pictures, and pictures. And, as a commitment to this, M snapped a picture of me…snapping pictures.
Nate, who always handles a new situation (like this one of his siblings flinging themselves into piles of orange balls) the same way. Straight-faced and focused. We told him to pick out a pumpkin. He picked out this one. We told him he got a Nutella Brownie if he posed for a picture. He did.
We asked him to smile. Done.
Again, we didn’t have to ask Catie to smile. She’s the Gabby Douglas of pumpkin pictures. I mean that because she’s really good at it. Not because of their obvious hair similarities.
Sam’s smile is completely prompted by the promised Nutella Brownies. Not kidding. As he’s smiling, he’s saying through his teeth, “Can-I-have-a-brownie-now?”
I hope you hadn’t looked at this picture and believed Sam was THIS EXCITED about his pumpkin. Because now I’ve ruined it for you. Sorry.
Now, if we could only get Catie out of her shell.
Elisabeth would have posed for more pictures, but she was soooo busy finding the PERFECT PUMPKIN. She did. She smiled. She got a brownie. We’re so shameless.
My favorite picture of the day was this one because it keeps the focus right on the adorable little pumpkin my pumpkin is proudly holding. Seriously. Framer.
Or maybe it’s this picture, which I really will get around to framing because it’s Pumpkin Picture Perfection. Say that three times fast.
Or maybe this picture. Because every time I look at it I laugh. Can you guess what M was doing behind my back to make the kids laugh? No? Check out Nate’s face.
And finally, Catie, out of her shell. At last.
