Yesterday we went pumpkin shopping. The young lady running the stand was in love with Adam and kept giving him “baby pumpkins”. We came home with seven pumpkins. I am not kidding. Seven pumpkins. Five of them are Adam’s little ones.
The largest of the pumpkins we got was purchased for a very specific reason.
I’m sorry Luke. If it makes you feel any better, we did the same thing to your brother.
Those look really cool
I am bummed because we had planned on having him wear the hat that mom made for him for some of the pictures and then forgot. I didn’t remember until after he’d had a bath and was taking a nap. It seemed way to cruel to wake him up and subject him to more torture – even I have my limits. 🙂