Last weekend we made our first trip to a pumpkin farm. It was just outside of town and Owen seemed to really enjoy himself. There was a animal petting area (all the animals were sleeping) a lot of pumpkins, watermelons, gourds and other pumpkin farm things.
Owen took charge right away. Nothing was going to stop him from finding the "good" pumpkins.
Owen insisted that dressing like a Pumpkin would allow him to blend in to the surroundings and sneak up on the perfect pumpkin. We just nodded our heads and let him think whatever he wanted.
Hips parallel to the ground, head up, feet square to the pumpkin ... do we have a future Olympic weightlifter in our presence??
Riding back to the Jeep - Owen was happy with the results. A job well done.
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