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Saturday, November 26, 2011

The Pumpkin Patch 2011

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We made our annual visit to the Paragonah Pumpkin Patch early this year, to get the best pickin.  It was especially buggy this year, but we still had a great time picking pumpkins.  Lyla loves her cousins, being able to roam, and the outdoors, so this was the perfect outing for her.  I let her pick whatever pumpkins she wanted.  She worked hard toting pumpkins from the patch to her little stash piled by the car.  Anytime she saw a pumpkin that had been eaten by bugs she’d say “ewww!”.  Silly girl.  Lottie Lou slept during the picking but woke up just in time for a photo shoot.  The day ended with an ice cream at the Dairy Freeze. 

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