Today was the day that we finally made it to Gene the Pumpkin Man! Last year when we went to Gene to buy pumpkins he was so expensive that we vowed never to buy from him again. That didn't last long, did it? I had good intentions of finding a new place this year - a cheaper place. I asked around but didn't really get any good recommendations . . . unless you consider Aldi or Walmart good recommendations. Gene apparently has quite the monopoly around these parts! Then, my friend told me that she got 5 pumpkins there for $7! Last year we paid $6 per pumpkin! So, for lack of a better place to go and hope that Gene finally decided to cut his prices, we headed for the traditional Gene the Pumpkin Man to find some pumpkins. I went to Gene as a kid too . . . and since we have been going to Gene ever since Samuel was a baby (we took him when he was just a few weeks old!) I decided that it was a tradition that I just wasn't quite ready to break! It was a beautiful Monday - sunny and in the 50s. So off we went!

Hope was getting a little frustrated because the pumpkins were difficult for her to pick up. She kept dropping them. Now I know why over 1/2 of the pumpkins there have soft spots and bruises on them! Hope must not be the only 2 year old that drops every pumpkin she picks up!

Seriously, why does Samuel look so grown up in this picture? He is such a big boy. On the way to get pumpkins this morning, he kept saying we were going to a pumpkin patch. I had no idea where he had heard "pumpkin patch" before, so I asked him. He said, "Dora went to a pumpkin patch!" (Oh great. Dora. I am not on good terms with Dora. But, as you have probably figured out, I do let my kids watch it) I asked him what Dora did at the pumpkin patch and he said, "She just walked through it." I asked him where Dora was going and he said, "To the monster house." Hmmm . . . I guess that's the price I pay for turning Dora on this morning so that I could race around the house and get a couple of things done.

My little pumpkin. This is my girl who is not going to let the world pass her by.

Point for Mommy! A happy, smiling picture of all 3 kids!

I told them to stand up and clap! Love this!

"Cheese!!"

Samuel thought it was fun to walk around and through the pumpkins. He called it a maze. Aliyah on the other hand would just scream at me to come and get her when she would find herself surrounded by pumpkins with (what it seemed like to her) no way to get out.

Watching the cows eat some pumpkins. Hope would not go any closer. My youngest child (and usually my bravest) was, as you can see, the closest to the fence.

Thank you for a great time, Gene!! And thanks for lowering your prices! We scored 3 big pumpkins and 3 little pumpkins for $6!
These pictures don't really show how hectic and crazy our experience was. Daryl came home for lunch today and he asked the kids what they did at the pumpkin patch. I said, "They fought, they screamed, they cried, they ran each other with wagons, they (Samuel) fell into mushed pumpkins (his jeans were covered in pumpkin goo), they tripped over pumpkins, and they all had a great time! They really did!! And we have pumpkins (and cute picture!) to prove it!