Painting pumpkins

We have been promising Jacob for weeks that we'd take him to the pumpkin patch and like always, he never forgets! Yesterday, we had planned to go to Dewberry Farms, but since Emma kept waking up (from teething, I think) and my lack of sleep, I thought it would be best to skip it. Jake didn't forget. He reminded us that we absolutely had to do it today. So, when Jeremiah got home, he made Jake work for it by practicing tball first. The boy could hardly concentrate because he was so excited. Well, everyone got to pick their own pumpkin and we came home and painted them. Emma enjoyed hearing the laughter, feeling the wind in her face, and watching everyone paint while sitting in her bumbo.

Jake is a great artist...so great, he decided he should share his painting skills with everyone's pumpkin...including mine...on the stem...and yes, I grabbed it and got paint all over my hands.

This kid is adorable in hats!

My pumpkin...see the stem??

The inflatable pumpkin. All I have to say is, you get what you pay for. Our pumpkin is the only one that floats around on our lawn when the wind blows, while everyone elses pumpkins are in place. :/

I need to take quicker photos.

Mister "Hi Pumpkin" to every pumpkin he sees, refused to paint...it's like he was scared of it or something. Strange kid. He opted to ride in the jeep that he didn't know how to drive.

He did say "cheethz"

He asked me to take this shot.