I kid, I kid. If I were allowed to carry a gun I would not be here today. I am probably one of the most clumsy things around.
We went to a local farm where the children could pick out their own pumpkins in the pumpkin patch. These big pumpkins were for sale but we already have some we grew at home. Stay tuned for the pumpkin carving later.
My oldest grandson, Byron spent a lot of time running through the patch and around the fields.
Finally found his pumpkin. I guess the true test of a good pumpkin is a little lick. Stinker.
Emma found a very pretty gourd as well as a pumpkin.
Lucy picked out several. I think there were many taken off of the vine and this wasn't even the final one she chose.
Two piggies handing out balloons.
Did I mention free pie and ice cream?
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about Gramma. Pie.