pumpkin patch 2010

***edited***HAHAHAHA. Hindsight is actually 20/20, not 50/50. I ALWAYS mess up my sayings. John could write a book. Just ask him.

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One of my favorite things about our pumpkin patch is how the sunlight softly filters through the trees and casts a magical glow...

When we arrived, however, it was unseasonably dark and gloomy. As we walked into the patch, I felt a few raindrops. We almost left, but decided to make the best of our venture. If only I had known we were actually going to have some real fall weather, we at least could have bundled up in our fall-colored cute wool sweaters.

Aw well. Hind sight 50/50. So though the patch was a bit stark and dark and we were...um...colorful.

I have completely given up on trying to dress Finn in warm clothes. He pretty much boycotts long pants until December, when I force him to wear them to school(just so they don't think I am a neglectful mother). And he complains the whole time.

Ollie loves to turn his back on my camera, so I have a lot of photos like this.

I heart plaid pants.

Twain's pumpkin/squash/gourde (whatever it is) looks like a lemon to me.

Calvin's got a little twinkle in his eyes.

Finn loves to hug and hold his baby brother. It's so very sweet and always warms my heart.

The wind started to pick up right about here.

Finn took this photo while daddy went to run back to the car for some popcorn. The natives were getting hungry.

We packed little brown bags of popcorn for each kid.

I think it was the highlight of their trip.

The older boys were escorting Twain back to mommy and daddy and he was not so happy about this. He looks so rum, it makes me laugh. Twain is so easy-going, but can also have such a little attitude at times. No-oo-ooo is one of his favorite words.


Twain starting to zone on daddy. I love his little hand.

But he instantly perked up when he spotted the goats. I die from the little pointing finger.

Ollie did not part with his brown bag til every single morsel of popcorn was devoured. Seriously, the popcorn was the best snack ever for a little outing such as this.

And Twain is officially zonked.

Trying to rally for a group photo.

And our one effort for the family photo.

John then escorted the two younger boys back to the car, while Finn, Calvin and I ran around the patch like crazy people making our final pumpkin selections. Finn and Calvin chose some white pumpkins because they wanted to carve storm troopers. I will show you photos of our pumpkins later on. Half of them are on my piano and the other half are still buried in the garage somewhere. I am really excited about them though!