Pumpkin Pie

Yesterday my parents called and asked us to go pumpkin picking with them. Fall is the best time of year. The colors, the smells, the temperature, pretty much nothing at all bad about any of that. It's our favorite! Of course the main thing missing was my husband. He had to work...but we promised Mason we'd take him to this really cool pumpkin/corn maze we found, so those photos will be coming shortly. Anyway, here is a glimpse at our really fun afternoon.




They were giggling so hard they couldn't keep their little buns on the pumpkins.


Babies and pumpkins...all the fun you'll ever need.


Mason loves picking out pumpkins. He always goes for the little ones. He prefers coloring on them instead of carving them. Cleaning them out makes him heave!


Mason found corn to feed the chickens. He thought it was alright, but Izzy was thrilled. Soon she turned her attention to the cat sitting and minding her own business. She wanted that stupid cat to take the corn from her so bad. "More, more, more." That's all she said to it over and over and over...but it never took a bit. Her other favorite word, "Meer". Which is some sort of hybrid meaning "Come Here".


The pumpkin patch had this really cool corn maze. Mason and Izzy were out of their minds about it. He is getting SO tall.


Aunt Mimi, My Mama, the Izzy Bell and me.


"Meer chick chick"


Izzy kept chasing the chickens and shouting, "here! Here!" She was showing them the corn she had and couldn't figure out why her yelling didn't cause them to rush over and gently eat it out of her hand...