Monday, October 08, 2007


Our annual excursion to the pumpkin patch is one of my absolute favorite things about fall.

Some Daddy time on the hay ride:

A perfect fit:

Yes, the shoes match the shirt. (Alas, no matching purse.)

The pumpkins come into view against the backdrop of Mount Washington:

They look like they go on forever!

Every year we pick a pumpkin for each of us. The Wog was very concerned about picking the perfect Doodle, Mommy, Daddy and Piglet.

Wiped out from picking:

Double-checking the members of our pumpkin family:

Still to come: The Wog jumps in a giant leaf pile and sidles up to a moose.

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