Pumpkin Patch

It's that pumpkin pickin' time of year and I was determined to have a pumpkin patch experience with Eva. We drove out to a farm about 20 minutes away from home called Stewart Farms. When we got there it looked pretty empty except for a school bus full of kids. I went into their store and asked if they were open. The kind man told me that the pumpkin patch didn't open until 4 pm that day and it was only 10:30 am. But, he said he would never turn away a pregnant woman so he let us stay. He also rolled off a few pregnancy jokes (okay, it actually was at least 4 jokes) one of them being "Just remember, we aren't a pizza hut! We don't do deliveries!" He was pretty awesome. Anyway, he let us stay, so we got the pumpkin patch to ourselves! It worked out pretty well, but I would definitely recommend looking at the hours the patch is open before making the trip there.

Eva's cheesy smile in it's full glory!

We like to pretend that we spent a few minutes explaining to Eva how a pumpkin grows, but I just made Brad and Eva pose by the picture. Maybe in a few years when we look back we'll think we actually made a little lesson out of this adventure for Eva.

Eva picked out a pumpkin for me. It pretty much is the same size as my little pumpkin baby belly. When I see this picture one of the earlier mentioned pregnancy jokes that the farmer cracked makes more sense: "Are you sure you didn't already eat one of the pumpkins?" (Notice the little hands reaching up to take a turn holding the pumpkin?)

Eva found a pumpkin the perfect size for her with help from Daddy.

She loves her pumpkin so much she was giving it some pretty good hugs.

I know it is hard to tell if she is happy or being tortured in this picture, but I assure you this is the face of pure joy. She is ecstatic that she is holding her pumpkin on her own. I believe this large smile was accompanied with a high-pitch squeal.

Eva finally got too frustrated tripping over the vines so she had a good melt down moment. This is a shot of her sitting on a dirt path and screaming/crying while Brad and I searched for his perfect pumpkin.

Brad found his perfect pumpkin. It is huge and has a nice large front section perfect for pumpkin carving.