One of our favorite fall traditions is going to the pumpkin patch.
The patch has an old rickety maze made of hay bales. The boys enjoyed playing tag and running through the bales.
There were lots of great pumpkins to choose from. The hardest part of the day was getting the boys to sit still long enough to take a picture.
Look mom I found my pumpkin! What a jokester.
We each picked out a pumpkin to take home. Kelly chose a big one. Andrew and I chose medium ones. Jacob wanted a cute little one.
One of the best things about the pumpkin patch are the cinnamonie, surgery goodness of fresh hot doughnuts they sell at the patch.
It was a fun and cold day with a titch of rain. --emily