We've been off gallivanting about the country (about which, more to follow), but now we are back just in time for our annual visit to the Red Barn/Pumpkin Farm. Because I always take pictures of our visits, this has become a good time for me to look back and think about what has happened in the previous year and how much everyone has changed. It's so amazing. Daisy was a practically just a bald baby last year, and before that KY was just a baby! Why do these people change so fast? Perhaps baby Junie will refrain from following the trend, and still be a baby next year. We will see.
A not-entirely-willing trio of huggers. Do they all have the same color of eyes?
They climb. Perhaps Daisy, mindful of her smaller appendages, will remain behind? She does not.
Oh, we love her. She is a tiny bit sick and bleary, but still smiling, of course.
Malachi saying, "Heeeere weeee go!
Girl with blue truck. How picturesque.
Driving it (which is what she wanted earlier)
Carrying my own little pumpkin
Everyone has to choose a pumpkin they can carry themselves. Malachi was very pleased and protective of his. He hugged it so sweetly as he walked.
Strong Abey could handle a big one this year!
Even Daisy could hold hers (as long as there were some helping hands and quick reflexes hovering nearby)
This is like one of those artsy family portraits you see everywhere these days, where the family is out on the Siberian steppes somewhere, holding balloons and staring off in different directions while sitting on a mid-century-modern couch and wearing carefully non-matched clothing.
Here Daisy is making dismayed whimpering sounds and whispering "dooo heaby!"
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