Caleb and The Great Pumpkin

Everyone who knows me, and reads this (Hi Mom) is aware that I adore Autumn. I cannot get enough of the smells, the colors, the breezes etc... I always feel like it's only here for a short visit, and then we are snatched up by the rush of the holidays and chilly weather. So, I decided that this year, we would make the most of every fall activity possible. However, since our schedule is nothing short of overwhelming (as I am typing this I am quite aware that we are leaving for a beach vacation in 2 days and I have an enormous to do list) it has been difficult to tackle my list of "memory building activities". This list, I have decided, is so much more for me than for him, but he is only 2 and hasn't quite learned how to protest yet. This year, I desperately wanted him to go pick a pumpkin, and since Sam had the day off, we ventured out to a pumpkin "patch" earlier this morning. I use the word "patch" loosely, as it was just a large variety of pumpkins in the parking lot of a farmer's market, but hey a memory is a memory! I found that no matter what my excitement level about an activity is, it sometimes isn't enough to enthuse my boy. He couldn't have cared less about the pumpkins, and was more fascinated by the crates that they sat on...boys! He did however pick one out to take home with him, and called it "pumpin" all the way home.. If only I could have found a hay ride and a place to bob for apples!