Picking out a pumpkin...

Last weekend we decided to go pumpkin picking (well actually more pumpkin looking because Mom said they were too expensive to buy and we could 'pick' one for real at the grocery store).



Regardless, here is Dad and I on the hay-ride - however, where the real entertainment was watching Mom get on and off the hay-ride. Unfortunately, Mom said that the camera was broken so we couldn't get it on video...



I'm having deja-vu... Something about a country song that goes "She thinks my tractor's somethin..." Where is Johnny Sower when you need him to supply the lyrics?



Uh Dad - could I get a hand here. Would it be too much to ask?



Here I am with Mom and my favorite Auntie Camille, who I insisted accompany us to the Pumpkin patch. I am pretty sure that is the most crazy fun she has had in a long time.



So really Dad - how tall AM I this fall?



Dad & I - we're so one with nature.



My first introduction to (burnt)roasted marshmallows.



I wonder if Mom will make this for dinner some time - being this good it must have some nutritional value.



In honor of my Nebraska relatives, I got myself lost in a corn maze....



....and barely made it out alive.


I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.



Lady, after seeing what you did to my mom's face, you are out of your mind if you think you are coming near me with that stick.



Don't cry, Mom - we'll sue her for doing that to you.