So sweet...we miss this gal(and her parents and sibling in utero) so much!
This year Mace, Ace and I were hoping to go to a farm here in Kentucky to pick apples and find a pumpkin at their patch, but it never worked out so we went to a church we had passed on Sunday that was selling pumpkins. We got Ace two pumpkins for less than two bucks and this "pumpkin patch" was only 10 minutes from the house. Winner!
He pretty much touched every pumpkin we walked past
They were wet on the bottom...he's saying, "eeeew"
Off to find the perfect punkin
Finding beauty in the ugliness
Very intrigued by the wart-y ones
Touching...
every...
pumpkin...
So many to choose from
yeah, he's barefoot...parents of the year
run, fat boy, run
pumpkins, pumpkins everywhere
I CAN'T PICK THIS ONE UP!!
I asked him to sit with the pumpkins (please notice his anti-grass hands)
poppin' a squat with the pumpkins
found more wart-y ones
not that one
trying to get the warts off
two-timing
we hope his infatuation with warts exists only with warts on pumpkins
nasty
sweet baby(I know, I know, big boy) hands
And this is exactly where we were when Mace asked, "what kind of church is this?"
Love you, Captain Obvious
These are more like it
Got me a pumpkin
hey, hey, hey, hey!
another weird pumpkin/gourd
Ace and the Giant Scrotums
Wanted this weird white pumpkin
Warts, what else?
Perfection
He needed two
Inspecting
Hey, look everyone...
me Ace. you pumpkin
A whole bunch of the weirdest, ugliest I've ever seen
have you ever?
Pride
satisfied
counting the pumpkins
holding his pumpkins
Checking out their smell...please notice it IS in his nostril
peace and a pumpkin
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