Pumpkin picking.

It was a nice, crisp fall day at the pumpkin patch (ok I lie - it was actually 92 degrees and if I had nuts they would have sweat right off). Let's try this again... It was a nice, sweltering hot day at the pumpkin patch and Piper picked a pumpkin. It was just about the size of her cute little head. We also got pulled in a wagon behind an old tractor and walked through a corn maze. It was very festive, and very fall-like, even though it felt like summer. And that is all I have to say about that. Happy harvest.