Blossom Hill Pumpkin Patch

Okay, I'm 31 weeks pregnant, I'm tried, I'm moving... So, yes, I let my child go to the pumpkin patch in a red shirt, jeans shorts, a CAT hat and blue crocs w/ Thomas charms. I know, I know...I can't believe it either, but it's true. And you know what? He had just as much fun as he would have had in the perfect fall outfit.

We love the small crowds and great prices at our hometown pumpkin patch! Austin had fun running in the corn maze - "Okay, peat after me. We are going right." - and picking out the perfect pumpkins for our new front porch. Some of his choices were a bit questionable but I didn't have the heart to tell him any different. Beauty is in the eye of the pumpkin holder, right? Happy fall, ya'll!