Grady and I had big plans to join friends at the pumpkin patch last weekend. Plans that were dashed by the contagious pink eye situation we're both still rocking.
So we skipped the big pumpkin patch experience and instead drove out to the pumpkin patch where I worked in high school.
We had so much fun. Grady is talking about the "punkin! patch!" nonstop. He carries his little pumpkin around with him and tries to bring it to bed with him.
It was a very strange (but very cool) thing to chase my toddler through the fields where I used to hang out with boys before I even knew my toddler's dad existed.
