Pumpkin Patch

Guess what.  Kids like buying pumpkins.  We went to a local farm to select some primo jack-o-lantern gourds and the kids just kept loading more and more pumpkins into the shopping wagon.  They were dropping them in faster than we could take them out.

There was one exception.  Truman, once again showed his nonconformist side.  As soon as we hopped out of the car, he made a beeline for a huge pile of small pumpkins.  He immediately started lining them up.  He was entranced.  His focus, planning and determination are sometimes such a contrast to his ants-in-the-pants brothers and sister.  It's so interesting and strangely delightful to watch him go to work.

Truman didn't say a word.  He just got to work on his project.

"I <3 pumpkins."

"Let's get this one, too."

"And these."

Contrary to popular belief, not all kids are sprouted in cabbage patches.

Everyone smiling and looking at the camera.  So close, yet so far away.