::Pumpkin Hunting Time::

October 25, 2013

Jameson was in the barrel before I was out of the car! He knew what time it was. Hunter ran after him. grabbing the handles. Off like a shot!
It is PUMPKIN HUNTING TIME! There are not nearly enough words to describe how fun our night was running towards the setting sun. Laughing. Jumping. "Look Mom! A pickle!" Hunter cried out giggling from across the field, lugging the giant gored to us. Jameson laughed at him from the wheel-barrow. "Hunter, you are so funny!"

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