In trying to sound festive in the most non-cliché way..we went to the Pumpkin Patch last week.
..and, you guessed it, picked out a pumpkin.
Walking into the Patch, a flood of memories hit my ever loving heart of a mother and swallowed it whole. Do you remember the last time we were here?
We were bald.
Wearing leg warmers and a onesie.
Leg warmers and onesies that I have since boxed up and stored in the attic because they don't fit anymore.
Walking was our newest trick and we had just turned 10 months old.
Here we are. A year, (almost) to the day, later.
Who are you.
You stop growing right now.
This very minute.
..and you too, little missy.
After seeing their reaction to the rows upon rows of pumpkins..
..the bounce houses..
..the hay bales..
..and most of all, the way cool, super huge tractor touring the patch.
I knew this trip wasn't going to actually be about choosing a pumpkin for our porch.
But they entertained the idea well enough.
Pumpkin Huntin' is serious business. It was way to much fun watching them walk/run through the rows together.
With rows upon rows of open (gated) field, what else is there to do?
How about a fair game.
Lets race. Get on your mark.
Jolie starts off strong- a true burst of energy that leaves Parker behind
..until the blasted rock/step/branch/grass? that never was.
In true competitor fashion, there is no time to waist when you have the chance to W.I.N.
No hard feelings.
After all the reindeer games (in October), the pumpkin pickin' was complete.
With the great Pumpkin selection behind us, we opted for a few photo attempts of just us girls.
Waving as all the cars came through.
At first glance, this might seem like a fail. But Jolie looks like she's stepped out of a commercial for Paul Mitchell, and Parker really just smiles like that.
But, no she doesn't.
66.6% of us are looking.
Watching these two change over the course of a year really doesn't hit home until we step into a situation exactly the same as last year. This year they really did take part in the pumpkin selection. Played in the fields, the hay, and around the Disney character maze of wood figurines.
Loving every minute of it.
Growing and transforming right before my very eyes.
I'm so excited for these family traditions to continue.
..but only if they stay small enough to fit in my lap forever.
headwrap: sweet t designs
leggings: odarling handmade
moccs: brandalion boutique