we live in a relatively small town. one of the perks is the pumpkin man.
i went to the same pumpkin man when i was a little girl.
he is kind of old. :)
the pumpkin man has every kind of pumpkin.....and a lot of them!
the thrill of the hunt. i say...if you can carry it, you can get it.
the rule of thumb is one pumpkin per person. we came home with 9. ? .
hank's face is blurry but its priceless! he was trying so
hard to prove he could carry it.
love deanie's humor at the sweet age of 9.5
and dubs....well you're just cute buddy :)
an attempt at all the children together. poor dubs is crying, honestly,
for no good reason. just turns the tears on when i say "smile" . ha!
the best part right here. dickering. we've never been able to figure
out the pumpkin man's pricing.....i think the more you talk and smile
the lower the price gets! this year he started rambling numbers
off like an auctioneer. hilarious.
boone and hank stopped talking and just looked on.
mr daddy has a twenty in his hands going back and forth
because the pumpkin man is still deciding.
the whole process is worth the trip.
i love traditions and family. what a fun night!