"My puhpin! My puhpin!"

We made an impromptu trip to the pumpkin patch this weekend. The same one we went to last year with Em. And boy, have things changed! Last year, she cried huge crocodile tears during our visit. This year, she was running around, picking up pumpkins bigger than she was, pulling the wagon, and picking out baby pumpkins for herself and Tanner. "That's my puhpin. That's tahtoe's puhpin...No, not touch my puhpin. I hold. I hold my puhpin." Though she would not smile for the camera, I think I still got some pretty cute shots.

She lifts with her tongue.

Is this okay for Tanner?

So sweet

Until next year...