A few pictures from Ben's visit to the "pumpkin patch." For the grandparents, of course...
When we first walked in, Ben had to survey the scene. There were so many pumpkins. His little walk just cracks me up- so much determination and direction.
Not really a fan of the hay. He's kind of got a "thing" with textures and dirty hands.
Of course, all little boys must stand on the pumpkins.
Ben frequently watches daddy pull weeds.
Ben finally picked a pumpkin that is just his size.
Again, the whole "dirty hands" thing came back to bite him in the car on the way home. Other than the aversion to yucky hands, he is all boy.
So hard to believe that this was a year ago:
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