Punkins

It was one of those Indian Summer weekends up here in Michigan. Glorious, gorgeous weather. Perfect for the Wolverines to open a can of you-know-what and hand it to Michigan State in The Big House.

We chose not to go to the game (we learned from the first that it's just too much for IEM) and sold our tickets on Craig's List. Made some money so no loss.

We opted instead to DVR the game and head to a local orchard to pick pumpkins with our friend Jason and his kids F & E. F is pictured with IEM. They are just six months apart and in the same class at Montessori.

The orchard was mobbed but it was OK. They put you on a tractor-train out to the orchards and pumpkin field. Fortunately, all of the pumpkins were cut off the vines as I hadn't even thought about that. I also hadn't thought about how we were going to carry all of our pumpkins back onto said tractor-train and then carry them to the weigh-and-pay, etc. while chasing after IEM and EPM. But we had the stroller with us so that helped.

All in all, we got 5 pumpkins (IEM wanted one for each of us, including Sawyer), climbed in the hay maze, ate fresh apples, ate homemade donuts and bought some more cider. It is amazing how much better apples taste when they are just picked. They make grocery store apples taste like cardboard....seriously. (You will note EPM holding a Golden Delicious in her hand. And wearing a dress. She was REALLY mad about that. It came off immediately upon return to the cider house so that she could climb all over the hay maze.)

And I really like the photo of the Zack and EPM. Lots of mutual adoration, there.

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