Pumpkin Patch

We were supposed to go to the Pumpkin Patch last Monday. Pig flu, however, had other ideas and we were quarantined. Last night, when Troy got home from work, we piled into the car and headed to the patch. It was frrrreezing! I'm not kidding. It may have been about 30 degrees outside but, what with the negative a billion wind chill and all, it was not warm. Not warm, I tell you.

I was disappointed because some of my favorite pictures of Garrett have been taken at pumpkin patches and this year I was trying to keep Matthew from turning into a popsicle and my fingers were too numb to take very many pictures. Still, we got just a few.

Garrett was proud to pull his cart down the path...

Matthew didn't really smile once the entire time we were there. At least I got this somewhat decent picture of the two of us nearly freezing to death...

I tried to get a cute one of the boys together but Matthew would have none of it. He just kept giving me this look as if to say, "I'm from SoCal. You know what we call this temperature in SoCal?"

And I'd look deep into his eyes and reply, "Yes, nonexistent. I feel ya, man."

"Mommy. No, seriously, lady. Stop taking my picture. Wrap me up tighter and put me back in the car. This place is all kinds of messed up cold."

"Little Bud, give it a rest. I was born in San Diego. My hands are turning red, too. I'm cold, too. But we only get to come to the pumpkin patch once a year. I agree that next year we should petition the parentals to bring us in August or September, before this place gets ridiculously frigid, but Halloween is tomorrow, dude, so give it a rest.
We came home and Garrett insisted that Troy carve him a "monkey pumpkin". And, really, your guess is as good as mine as to why he wanted a monkey pumpkin but no amount of coaxing would deter him. So, Troy made him a monkey pumpkin while Garrett stirred the guts around in a big bowl and declared that he was making us a pumpkin pie.

Pictures to come.

I'll be attempting to do this again this year, so I'll see you tomorrow. And the next day. And the next...