Pumpkin Patch time

It's that time of year. We went to our new family tradition, this wonderful family run pumpkin patch.

This is the picture from last year.

And this year. I didn't realize how tiny our little Pumpkin was. I say this a lot, but I didn't get the chance to enjoy her tininess.

This shows their personalities completely.

My momma and me.


I made those adorable hair clips. I really enjoy making them.
Last year.

This year.

Don't you just love the pumpkins on the vine. I really do hate it when pumpkins are picked and placed in a grass field.
My dad found this mutant pumpkin and we all agreed this is the only appropriate pose.





Doesn't this make your heart melt? (if not you should go see the dr)
This totally adorable boyscout gave Pumpkin his feed to give the goats.

The amount of stuff to do here is never ending.


Every parent of a black child's worst nightmare, the sand table.
There were multiple tubes to swing on. Honey was in-between my mom and me. Her head bounced boob to boob and we couldn't stop laughing.

Lastly was the huge bounce house. I wish we,the adults, would have gone too. I almost peed my pants trying to put the girls up there.

Just now I realize how much I hate my glasses. Time for a new pair, or laser vision surgery.

In other news, we decided not to go forward with the boy and the baby girl is not going into a foster home. So, we will see what happens.