We took our annual family excursion to the pumpkin patch, and thankfully this year, the weather cooperated. In fact, it was beautiful. Gorgeous. I would almost venture to say it was on the verge of being too warm, but then memories of defrosting after last year's trip flood my mind and I feel almost blasphemous. So, it was perfect.


It kills me how he gets in there with the 'big' boys. He has no idea he's only 1 1/2, and it's no use trying to tell him. Sigh.....



And then there is this one who is completely unaware of my presence if any other girl within 2 yrs. of her age is in a 50 ft. radius.

I know independence is a good thing, and I'm thankful she has such a strong sense of self. At least that's what I keep telling myself. Although sometimes I do wrap her up like a baby after bath time, and London thinks it's just to keep her dry and warm, but we all know it's because it's the only way I can hold her and carry her around like a baby and remind myself that she will always be my baby, even if it means I have to trick her into some 'snuggle time'.


Honey was able to come visit, which made the day even more special.

Rope 'em cowboy!

James took this. I love it.

At the patch....


Noble's hair reminds me of a fuzzy baby duck.
He loves ducks. That's one of the few words he says consistently.
Duck and quack.
And they both sound pretty much the same. I love it.


We only waited in line 30 min. to ride the barrel train which was soooooo worth it. Here's to another great year at Walter's!

1 comment:
What a fun trip! I love Noble's hat, and James -- great pic!
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