On the most beautiful Saturday in October we visited The Grand Ole Pumpkin Patch. We enjoyed lunch under a pavilion while listening to live southern gospel music. Ryne enjoyed the freedom from his stroller, making new friends and watching the helicopter (you could pay for a quick ride) take off again, and again, and again. After lunch we took a lovely hayride to the field where Ryne picked out just the right pumpkin. Our little pumpkin picker was pooped out and fell asleep shortly after we headed home.
Once we got home it was time to paint the pumpkin. I had thought about letting Ryne paint it, but a 16 month old and paint sounded like trouble to me. Plus, after a long day at the pumpkin patch I really had no desire to clean up a big mess. Maybe next year...Here is our Great Pumpkin, he will be on display Halloween night for all our trick-or-treaters.
