Picking Pumpkins at the Pumpkin Patch

Hi there everybody! It's finally Fall and the weather was perfect to go pick some pumpkins this past Saturday.

Dad, what do you mean there aren't any pumpkins left?

Dad was just kidding. There are lots and lots of pumpkins at the pumpkin patch.

Not only are there pumpkins, but the pumpkin patch has pony rides too!

This was my favorite pony. His name is Harley. I called him "pony". I also told everyone that ponies go potty outside. Mom and Dad were very proud of me for that one.

I picked out my very own pumpkin.

Actually, this isn't the pumpkin I picked out. The one I chose is shaped like an egg and doesn't have a stem. Mom and Dad called it a Charley Brown pumpkin, but I think it is perfect.

After Mom and Dad had some caramel corn to build up some energy to chase me all over the farm, I got to ride Harley again!

Right next to the pony rides was an inflatable jumper in the shape of a pony.

I had lots of fun jumping around with the other kids.

Speaking of other kids, there was a haunted school bus at the farm too. I hopped right up in the driver's seat and opened and closed the bus doors. Whenever anyone came on the bus I held out my hand and said "Ticket please". It was fun to pretend.

Not only did they have caramel corn, pony rides, and a jumper, but they also had a train ride.

I wasn't scared at all. Mom and Dad put me in the barrel and off I went.

Niagara Falls is next!

Some other things I was up to this week included going to Oberweis Dairy for ice cream. I usually manage to take a couple of licks before it starts forming a puddle on the floor. Mom said "That a girl!" every time I licked my ice cream, and I reminded her, "That's what Grandpa M. says!".

Doesn't this ice cream look good?

I wore my pretty apple dress that Aunt Robin, Uncle Ned, and Megan gave me to Church. I was very well behaved in Church and even said "Lord hear our prayer" at just the right times. I was also the loudest.

See you guys next week!