(This is a very self-indulgent post of the Cuteness Bonanza that are my kids, so feel free to scroll on by if you are not interested.
I can't imagine anyone not being interested, though. Hee hee)
We made a little trip to a local pumpkin patch (the same one my friend Mandy took her nieces- very cute and low key for small kiddos... those of you local, it's the one in Trussville across from Target).This is what Atticus does when I ask him to hold the pumpkin up by his face so I can take a pic of it.
What a little silly. Oh sorry, did I just get caught up in the cuteness of my kids?
I'm glad I didn't make a long drive to one of the bigger, expensive pumpkin patches, since Sabriel took an accidental nose-dive into a mum during a photo op, and Emerson was mad practically the whole time that her crocs were getting wet with dew on them. Yes, my daughter is a diva and it overwhelms me very much sometimes.
(And for the record, I'm not saying "Oh she's such a cute diva" when really, she's being obnoxious. I just have to take each obstacle & moment as it comes with her. And take lots of deep breaths. And take time to apologize for losing patience with her.)
Once we got home and dry, it was all smiles for a few quick photos. Baby El was none the worse for the wear, and seemed quite content to sit and play with a tiny pumpkin.
I think she must be reading my google reader behind my back, because dang it that looks an awful lot like an "Elsie pose." heheWe're gonna attempt to make Kim's adorable pumpkin cookies tomorrow and have some more fall fun.
We'll see how that goes. ;)