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Cutest Pumpkin In The Patch


The weekend before Henry's surgery his Marmie came to visit us and we three headed out to the pumpkin patch for a little fall time fun.


We took Henry to this same place last year and thought it was really fun. We decided to take him back this year. He and his Marmie were so cute in this cutout.


This year he is much more independent than he was last year. Henry is full of life. There is never a dull moment. I adore his personality so much. It is contagious.


He is my growing little pumpkin. Last year he was almost at the middle of that third pumpkin. If I was a savvy blogger I would have compared the 2 pics for you but I have no time to dig through old photos, so just believe me!


Henry spotted a wagon full of fall goodness and decided he needed it. It was a hoot watching him attempt to pull it. He was actually successful at it and I feared a hernia, so I made him stop. He was unwilling, of course, but he had diversion, thankfully.


That diversion was corn. A hug tub of corn. He would have played in it all day if we had let him. It was really cute and fun to watch. He knows corn puts food on his table, so he loves it..ha!


We were excited to have our preschool friends from church join us for some pumpkin patch fun. Henry went down this slide about 513 times with the help of our friend and Sunday School teacher, James. Our church family loves our boy like crazy and that makes us love them like crazy. We have a lot of fun together.


 Henry found the stick horse area and went to town. It was great practice since he will be a cowboy for Halloween!


Me and my girl Lisa kicking it on the farm! This photo makes me laugh. She is my friend and our preschool director at church. We are soul sisters. We are opposite in so many ways, and alike in so many ways.  I love her braided pigtails and her pet pig more than you know. It makes me smile so big! And I am sporting a bucket of worms, just so you know.


Our little pumpkin had so much fun with his friends and running all over picking up gourds, pumpkins and corn kernels. He was a tired, dirty mess.


Having Marmie go with us made it extra special. We loved making a memory like that with her and I know she loved it just as much.


Lunch time came and we loaded up and headed out with our little pumpkin. I have a secret obsession with Ryan's salad bar. No one will eat there with me. It is a joke among Julie, Randall and me. They make fun of me, of course. Mama went with us to eat lunch there and it was fabulous! I am sure she did not think it was fabulous, but she acted like it was because she loves me. I love her for that.  I could do a whole post on the buffet salad bar obsession, but I will spare our few faithful readers from such nonsense.


Our pumpkin is gearing up for a Halloween party at school and some trick or treat fun with friends. He will be cowboying it up this year. I am sure I will be posting photos of it all by the end of the week. I hope you have more treats than tricks this week!

Abby

Comments

Kelley said…
What fun you guys had! So glad to see your mom in these pictures. I have been praying for her since her surgery.

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