Remember October? I barely do too. Still, photo evidence suggests that we went to a pumpkin patch, and that it was AWESOME.
Let the record show that it took eleventy million tries to get Charlie to stand here.
When we were in Florida, we saw several pumpkin patches in parking lots.
Ours has cows.
And face-cut-out-thingys, which intrigued Charlie.
While Eva and her friend played with the laws of proportion and perspective in a giant chair...
...Charlie and his buddy played house.
There was much climbing to be done. Much of which was way too high for someone who was 16 months old. Naturally, Charlie scaled every structure like a monkey. (and mommy got new grey hair - hooray!)
If you look closely in the background, you can see the woman who got all Judgy McJudgerson on me when I turned away from Charlie for a second and he promptly ran off, leaving me in a state of panic. Dear Judgmental Stranger: instead of sitting back feeling smug, how about you help me look for my kid? Because I OBVIOUSLY DIDN'T LOSE HIM ON PURPOSE.
Note: Charlie obviously did not stay lost. No thanks to her.
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