On my visit this past weekend, he was on the mend from a wretched fever, so spirits were not super-high. But despite that sadness and his short attention span, we did manage to get a few snaps at a little pumpkin patch of a local church.
These little guys were called "Wee Bees Little."
Cute, no?
Little Man was intrigued by this one.
He didn't want to let it go, either.
Eventually he did let it go, right onto the concrete, and it lost its stem. Oops.
You know those signs in stores that say, You break it, you buy it? That happened.
And then he was ready to call it a day.
His eyes do not lie.
Happy fall, people. Do you have your (im)perfect pumpkin picked?
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