We got our pumpkins this past weekend–the kids love picking out pumpkins.
The patch we visited had a bunch of cool stuff, including this straw sculpture:
…and a pumpkin house.
Mary picked out her pumpkin in about six seconds. She is very decisive.
Wesley, on the other hand, seemed overwhelmed by all of the choices…
Mary provided helpful advice. Lots and lots of helpful advice.
Eventually the pumpkins were all chosen. (Not pictured: my traditional Cinderella pumpkin–I don’t like carving pumpkins so I always get one of those pretty ones that isn’t good for carving.)
One of these, I mean:
We saw this happy little bee in the market:
Now we’re ready for Halloween, Wesley told me. Except for that bit about finishing their costumes.