Jonas had his first trip to the pumpkin patch yesterday...well second if you count the trip he made as a fetus. He was far more interested in getting the hay into his mouth than looking at pumpkins. He really didn't like the emus they had in the petting zoo, neither did Grandma Candi. I must admit their look is unsettling. Toward the end of the trip Jonas finally took a shine to his pumpkin and carried it around, it was a very small pumpkin. I did the best I could to keep it out of his mouth. We can't wait to carve our pumpkins at the Smith's house this monday. Woo Hoo! I can't believe fall is already upon us.