Saturdays are for Pumpkins

On Saturday, the plan was to go out to a pumpkin patch and get some pumpkins. The day started off with Annabelle finding my belt, which I left laying around somewhere in her reach. I'm not sure why, but she seemed very entertained by it.

After that, the girls sat down to share a book with Cheryl and then read it by themselves. Needless to say, they were super cute together.

Once their naps finally synced up, we were ready to head out for pumpkins. The line to actually get a pumpkin was really long, so we decided to head into their Fall Festival area to check out rides, food and farm animals. Unfortunately it started to rain and we ran out before we got any pumpkins, but we did manage to get a few good pictures while we were there.

We got a little wet, but it was well worth it. Zoe's set on Flickr has all of these pictures and more.

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