I have been feeling like such a sloth lately but this past weekend I forced myself and my boys to get up and out of the house and go to a pumpkin patch. I’m in the chapter of this pregnancy when we don’t really know how many more free weekends we have before little sis arrives, so I wanted to make sure we got our pumpkin patch on before it’s too late and my boobs are perma stuck in someone’s face and I can’t leave the house for eleven years.
I’ve decided that even though I’m 187 weeks pregnant, I’m going to embrace the fall season with arms wide open. Whatever that means. So far I’ve decorated our house in Halloween decorations and made pumpkin muffins and bought pumpkin spice syrup to dress up my morning coffee. There are a couple of baking pumpkins on the counter just waiting to be turned into soup, and a vanilla pumpkin candle burning right in front of me as we speak. And now we can cross pumpkin patch off the list as well. Crushing it.
In other news, we have yet to install the baby’s car seat or pack a hospital bag. So at least I have my priorities straight.
Anyways, here are some photos from our little pumpkin outing, if you care to see!
That’s it! Thanks for playing. And happy pumpkin-ing to you and your families!