Halloween fun without a single piece of candy

We made our second annual pilgrimage to the pumpkin patch in Woodinville with Max along with Grandma and Grandpa G. As you can tell from the pics below, it was a perfect fall day drenched in gorgeous late-afternoon light. We managed an hour of fun before our nap-deprived little man turned into a pumpkin. See what I did there?!

If only I was looking at the shiny keys my mom was shaking off to the side.

This horse riding thing is easier minus the horse

Cutest sunflower seed ever.

Hay there.

Gourd-geous, huh?

Max picking his nominee for "Ugliest Pumpkin on the Lot"

As my dad labeled it, "punk in patch"

The true highlight of Max's vist--pushing he wheel barrow

"American Gothic" plus one