A very orange post!

We've been planning to go to the pumpkin patch for over a week now, but have been facing some weathery ( not a word, but totally should be) obstacles. Sing with me: Rain rain, go away, come again some other day, mama wants to go 'pumpkin picking', rain rain go away * I know I improvised- how cool am I?* And just so you know I am typing this with a band-aid on my right index finger. I know-- pretty impressive. huh huh?


So no pumpkin patch visit was accomplished since the one sunny day we got ( excluding today) our man didn't feel so great. So guess what? Yup. I* big emphasis on the I*-- took the girls, strapped them in in their car seats, and drove all of us to a place that has pumpkins near by. That's right, 'cause you know what... Licenses are AWESOME!

Did I mention it was my first time ever to go pumpkin picking?( I thought it was very sweet to share a first time with my first born) As a matter of fact- it was my first time to do the whole shabang. From picking to carving my first ever! A very respected Mr. Jack. All that and we don't even celebrate Halloween-- It's true we don't. I figured this is going under the season celebration package.Why? Because I can ( being in charge is... SWEET!)


So while I was carving away, Mei was continuously stabbing little Mr. J, Not failing to acknowledge how poor both Jacks were. " oh mama, look, they're hurt... Poor poor!" still stabbing away. ( what a compassionate little girl I'm raising * clearing throat*)

So here's the verdict- The operation was a success! we cleaned his guts out, and even gave the poor fella a happy face.

( toasted pumpkin seeds- yum)

Seriously though--it was so much fun, even though I almost uttered profanity whilst trying to break the top free. I broke the stem and almost had a nervous breakdown... Luckily Baba came home on the right time ( and being first an American and second a man* this part needed muscles*) saved the day. We glued back the stem in case you're wondering.


How do you like them apples?

Peace