We had such a great weekend! Saturday we headed to a pumpkin patch in Orange County that's sure to be a family destination each fall. They had a super petting zoo. It looks like Caroline Grace has a little Dr. Doolittle in her. She and the lamb nuzzled quite a bit. And true to his boy-ness, Jackson was most interested in climbing the gate of little lamb chop's stall.
We've been asked if we picked our pumpkin. My quick reply, "Of course we did!" That's why you go to a pumpkin patch, right? Well of course, it does depend on your definition of picking. We absolutely perused an acre or two of orange; however, mostly from an anchored stance. After posing and primping and positioning our precious tots on the most photo ready of the patch, we then proceeded to pick our pumpkin albeit out of the bin by the checkout stand. That counts, right?! (And I got a ton of quite cute pictures in the patch, but that's beside the point.)
