We took Charlie to the pumpkin patch on Saturday; we met Nana and Aunt Michelle, Grammy and Grampa there. It’s a cute little place- they have a corn maize, pumpkin patch, cow train, and I think at night there is a haunted house/Spookywoods thing. Brandon and I joked on the way home that this is one of those things that’s cheap entertainment now: $3 ride on the cow train, posed for a bunch of pictures, and bought a pumpkin. But every year he’s going to be ready to do more things, until its a full day event and requires us to take out a second mortgage.
And then it was time to take our pumpkins and go. We went home and made a pumpkin roll… yum. With canned pumpkin, mind you. I’m not that ambitious.