We went to the pumpkin patch on Monday. We are loyal customers and go to the same farm every year, they always have the best pumpkins! The kids have a blast wandering around looking at all the different shapes, sizes and colors of pumpkins. Usually the vines aren’t mush and we get to cut the pumpkin from the vine, the cold snap must have done them in early this year.

Is this a good one? It was hard to choose!

 

 

Brinley kept tripping on vines and pumpkins. Drew swooped in and saved the day by holding her hand as they explored the patch. Awwwwwww… 

 

 

Brinley found a Cinderella-shaped pumpkin she liked and chopped off the end of the vine to her precise specifications.

 

Hey you! Yeah you the zipper licker! Can’t you see we’re trying to take a nice picture here?!

 

Ah Rowan, what would we do without you? What would they do without you?

 

We’re all here and accounted for! Rowan and I are the two headed monster. Does this baby make me look fat?

 

 

Our choices from left to right – Rowan’s, Brinley’s, Drew’s, mine and Ryan’s. This is not an accurate picture however. Later Ryan found a 52lb. pumpkin that measured over 4 feet around, and he “needed” that one instead…

 

What the heck do we need all those pumpkins for when we already have our own Jack-O-Lantern?

 

 

Sweet sweet Binnie. Also a cold Binnie.

 

Sometimes I have four kids.

 

Drew came up with a new sport: Pumpkin Hurdles. I don’t know if closing your eyes as you jump is a rule, but it sure made the sport more daring!