Today, we drove over to the other side of the river and visited a family farm and pumpkin patch. Jeremy didn't let the corn maze, the "punkin chunking" from the pumpkin cannon, or the 10 acres of every color and variety of gourds overwhelm him. He was quite decisive, and we came home with these two pumpkins, plus a third suitable for carving. Thank goodness he wasn't attracted to ones that weighed 200 pounds and up...the little red wagon would have buckled under the strain.
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