We are a family mostly full of grown ups. And yet we still pick pumpkins every year. This year the only difference being more of the adults have children (inside and out) than in prior years. The weather for the past weekend was looking a little touch and go with a chance of rain which was quite disheartening for our pumpkin plans. Thankfully to the fates that be, we found ourselves with six adults on a Friday afternoon with availability. We were only missing our Nonna and our Fitzs (which leaves quite a big void to be sure). It wasn't raining and so we jumped at it, only missing the hayride since it was a weekday afterall...
Where else do we go to pick things but Cherry Hill?
David thought that every pumpkin was THE pumpkin for him. Letty just wanted to sit on them and pose very prettily. There are still two incubating babies left but one is due to arrive any day (today? is today the day?). David hated the idea of a family photo as one can see, however his adorable little cousin cooperated just fine. Three words: Candy. Corn. Hat.
After we found our few pumpkins large and small we paid the $6.30 and heading towards the market which is where the real money is spent. Whoopie pies and cookies and Apple cider for all. Except Rob who just bought engineered apples. They were bigger than Lena's head those apples.
We were missing some very important people and a hayride, but at least we got to go. On a very fall-like day to boot. And I feel like I have to say... look how much changes in a year! It's amazing what can happen.
