Pumpkin Picker

Now that I have successfully disgusted you with these pictures.  Here are the more PC or PG versions of our trip to the Pumpkin Festival and Pumpkin Patch.

I was pleasantly delighted that Diego was actually delighted with the pumpkins.  He was refreshingly VERY into his self-appointed role as the official family pumpkin-picker.  It was a nice change of mood since we all know his track record lately.  Mateo, on the other hand was more delighted to eat pumpkin pie; no change there!

Love and pumpkins - Shirley

Wordless (ish) Wednesday: Pumpkin Patch

One of my BFs and her cute little guy!

Mommy's not taking any pictures of me! I'm mad! And no, I don't want to play in the bouncy thing!

I HATE the bouncy thing!  I'm going to punch it until it pops!

Maybe if I stand next to this guy, I'll get some photos taken of me!

It's working!

I'm still mad at you for ignoring me.

No I'm not coming back...  You deserve it Mom!

Bad mood?  No?  When?

Helicopter rides make everything better...

Home is where the Pumpkins Patch

After a few weeks of over-planning to go to the Annual Pumpkin Festival in our area, wouldn't you know that it ended up being a cold, wet, and dreary day? In addition to that, my hubby worked in the morning, missing part of our family Sunday time.

He has been working so hard so that we could achieve our goals set for the end of the year. I know he has only good intentions, and that is why Diego and I don't complain about his hectic schedule lately. We know where his heart is. It's in the pumpkin patch...