We headed to the pumpkin patch, and the experience was a whole lot different than last year. No flannel costume for Enzo in the 85 degree heat (the kid wears shorts and sandles now), no 4-wheel drive for the stroller (Enzo walked right in), no adorable shot for the blog (he decided to throw a fit instead.)
Enzo did, however, manage to ride on the train and eat a snow cone (which they tried to pass off as shave ice - imposters!!)
We suggested he carry a pumpkin since he recently began picking up everything he can get his hands on to carry it from point A to point B. No go. He instead wanted to play soccer with the mini-mes.
And after all this fun, I say to Jeff on the way home in the car, "We forgot to buy a pumpkin."
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