Pumpkins, pumpkins, pumpkins! You know you have to have a strategy when picking the perfect pumpkin. This year my strategy was to pick the biggest pumpkin I could find.
Mom picked her perfect pumpkin. She knows how to pick her pumpkin in style. Boots, parka, handbag . . . I guess you can’t really see the handbag because it’s in the wheelbarrow but trust me, it’s there.Dad found his too! They all ended up being more on the gigantic side.We can’t forget the annual picture with the measuring stick pumpkin. Missin’ the puppy dog in this one, but look how much I’ve grown.Can’t forget to give some Momma love! And some caramel apple sundae love! Until next time . . .