With Bryan at work and Brandon spending the day with his cousins, pumpkin hunting fell to the girls this year. Brandon instructed his sisters as to what kind of pumpkin he preferred...large and tall, not short and squat...but other than that, we had the pick of the patch. And the girls took it seriously, let me tell you. I can't even count how many pumpkins I suggested only to be vetoed. But the job is done. We have, undoubtedly, the most perfect pumpkins now sitting on our front porch just waiting to be carved come Halloween week.
Rebekah has to have this book read by Monday.... if you look closely you can see that she still has quite a ways to go. Which is why why the book accompanied her pumpkin hunting.