After William's middle-of-the-floor nap yesterday, we headed to Ben's Big Pumpkins.
The kids rode out to the closest field and made a dash in the cold to find the most perfect pumpkin.
It's too heavy, Mommy!
We had foolishly saved our pumpkin outing for the late afternoon, thinking that it would warmer than the morning. It wasn't.
Daddy assured the girls that the dirt would come off.
Daddy again assured Inga that the dirt would come off.
After a warm supper and warm baths, we carved!