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pumpkin patch

I used to think the idea of going to the pumpkin patch was the silliest thing ever. Now, I’m clamoring to be the first one to get out of the house so we can go  roll in the hay and pick giant pumpkins. It’s super fun and watching the look on my son’s face as he jumps over one pumpkin to find the perfect one is priceless.

Just before we got to the pumpkin patch Sav was jumping around, slipped, fell and as he says “popped his lip” which means he fell face first and cut his lip open. The stuffed monkey on the face apparently is a good salve for busted lips.

Good times.


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