A family in one of the little towns out in the country sells pumpkins every year. They've been selling them every fall for years, and their children and grandchildren now take care of business. After JT's baptism, we headed out to celebrate and get a pumpkin or three. (John went back to work.)

Luci walked up to these pumpkins and tried to pick them up. She pronounced them "Heavy." We didn't know that she knew the word! How fun to learn what she knows by surprise.

Ahh! A pumpkin just my size!!

Bryan found one that suits him. Doggone it, there is my finger again. Bryan, you do know that you are going to have to carry that upstairs to the apartment by yourself, don't you?

JT and Luci wheeling our $7 worth of pumpkins to the van.
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