This was right up Nicholas' alley. He trudged through the patch like a boy on a mission, repeating, "wow, its really bumpy in the pumpkin patch."
He'd see one and squeal, "oh, what a cute pumpkin!"
"This one is my perfect pumpkin!"
Unfortunately, later that night we realized Nicholas' perfect pumpkin's stem gave him a whole bunch of slivers in the palm of his hand. He was one brave boy when Mommy poked his hand for a half hour with tweezers and a pin to get them out. (Thank you Curious George for the distraction)
The pumpkin haulers
Daddy and his boys
Mama's pun'kins
We ventured into the corn maze. Little did we expect the challenge we were met with. Nicholas loved the adventure...
whereas Mommy and Daddy were constantly trading off who was carrying the 20+ pound sack of taters....I mean William.
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