We have been so busy with Miss P and her weekend commitment to Irish dance and S and his soccer, that fall has come and gone in our world. We never made it to apple picking. We almost did not make it to pumpkin picking. We had slim pickings when we went the last week.
This giant pumpkin baffled S. He asked me if we could pop it. I think he thought it was a deflated pumpkin balloon of some sort.
Miss F had a blast running up and down the patch. Last year I had her in a carrier. This year she was free from all that.
And I finally got around to picking out some gourds. It was a fun quick run to the patch and the kids picked out three pumpkins.