Punkins

Each year we say we are going to go to an actual Pumpkin Patch.  And each year we take the easy way out and go to an "in town" patch.  The last three years we've gone to the Nazarene Church near our house and purchased our pumpkins. We did that Wednesday night this last week.  I picked up the kids from Jane's, went through the drive through at McDonald's, then parked in the church parking lot and fed the kids while waiting for Ernest to get there.  By the way, Jacob at half of a cheese burger and two chicken nuggets.  That kid can put it away!  Anyway, back to the pumpkins.  Ally kept running from group to group shouting, "More pumpkins, Daddy!"  Jacob crawled over to one that was nearly as big as he is and just smiled and talked to it and banged on it.  We bought that one.  Ally picked out a small one for herself.

We got home a bit late so we didn't play with the pumpkins that night.  Thursday night however....  We were going to fingerpaint on Ally's pumpkin, but she started on it with crayons before we could get the paints out.  Crayons didn't stick to well.  And then I remembered seeing something on a blog (maybe pinterest, though I didn't pin it) - using Mr. Potatohead pieces on a pumpkin.  Ernest poked holes in the pumpkin and let Ally go to town.  This is the latest combination:

Every time she walks by the counter she giggles and says "My punkin - little potato!" 

Ernest wanted to free-hand carve his, so he worked on it last night after the kids and I went to bed.  Pretty cool to see this morning!