Safety First When Pumpkin Hunting

It was finally time to go get our pumpkins. The cheesy couples were posing for their embarassing photos.

Geez guys! C'mon now.

B was more interested in the "big bloody owie" on his leg. Oh the drama!

All mush and mash were forgotten when we stopped for our pumpkins! B decided he wanted a small one this year for his room.

Nailed it.

Daddy picked this random orange beauty.

I got my standard green pumpkin AND I won the bonus love of Mom for finding her a perfect white pumpkin.

Here's a fun game. Try to figure out where B's head ends and the corn/grain begins!

Good thing he's still got a tan.

He'd look so much better with antlers and really dude, for your own safety. We could lose you out here! Lemme just give you some antlers.

No? Uh...  why are you looking at me like tha...

AAAAAHHHHH!!

Okay we may not have been the best of friends on the ride home, but as usual, all was forgotten in a matter of minutes.