My Little Pumpkin

So here is The Boy after we arrived at the first Pumpkin Patch.  It was insanely crowded.  I mean like there were literally like thousands of people there.  Crazy.  And they only had a little area of pumpkins.  Most of the place was filled with hay rides, pony rides, face painting, a haunted house...that kind of thing.  My boy doesn't care about any of those things, and seriously, you could barely even walk around there were so many people, so we headed out to lunch and then braved another Pumpkin Patch after lunch.  Lo and behold, at the second pumpkin patch there was...
A TRACTOR!!!  Can you even believe his good fortune?  He was so excited he might die.  So we have a couple of pictures of him standing next to it.  All the other kids (we went with The Boy's cousins) went running directly to the pumpkins.  But not him.  No way, no how.  We had to check this thing out!  As in, we had to walk around all sides, touch certain parts, talk about the tires and the fork lift...we spent a good deal of time with this here tractor.  But he loved it.  Look at the look on his little face.  So damn sweet.  After that, we headed out to the pumpkins to find the perfect one...
He had a great time here as well.  He ran around for a good hour.  He pointed them out and when I asked him if he wanted to pick a particular one, his standard answer was, "No tank you.  Too big.  Too heavy."  Eventually he found little ones and when I asked him if he wanted to pick one of those he laughed at me and told me, "No Mommy!  Too little."  And we don't even read about the three bears.

I needed a day like this to see pure joy in my little boy's face.  He had such a good time and was such a good boy all day long.  Made my heart smile.  It is always a good thing to remind the heart how to smile again.  My little pumpkin!