Pumpkin Picking

Sometimes all you need is a little time running around in crisp, Fall air with your family to make everything in the world seem right again. It was Charlie's first visit to the pumpkin patch, and he spent almost all of it snuggled up in the wrap, sleeping soundly. This wasn't Henry's first time (see here and here), but it was the first year I feel like he really got it. Last year he wasn't even two yet, and although it was a great time, this go-round he was able to do a lot more. Some highlights: Henry's first carousel ride without getting scared, going on the train all by himself, and before they took off asking the conductor if he could stop to get Hank and me sunflowers from the field (I died from how adorable that was), and the huge smile on his face as he ran around and explored. It was a really, really fun day, and it made me even more excited thinking of all the fun to come with our new, bigger family...because really, nothing's better than being able to enjoy holiday festivities through the eyes of a child, and now, we have two (still feels weird to say that!).