Raynes recently pointed out that we needed a pumpkin for Halloween. Apparently my $3.99 Trader Jo’s pumpkin wasn’t cutting it. So, we may have had to run to The Pumpkin Patch yesterday during lunch to grab ourselves a last minute prime pumpkin. And by “we” I mean Mike. Clearly, pumpkin patch photos are not in the cards for us this year. I’ll just have to remember the ol’ Monticello pumpkin patch and prego patch visits. All three kids dressed up today, although I’m still not exactly sure what Britton was– something to do with a Riverside show and I ‘think’ K is a “nerd” (although the glasses she ordered look just like mine. Not sure what that’s saying).
That’s some serious pumpkin carvin’ right there. Those Michaels do not mess around.
In hindsight, Tucker Mae needed a costume. Overlook the dog for Halloween? What kind of mom am I?