Mom took me to the farm today.

We rode a trailer behind a tractor into a field.

Mom told me to pick out a pumpkin.

So I did. I pointed, mom took a picture…. and yet somehow we ended up with that white pumpkin behind me.

Yup. Because sister wanted that one.

Cue diobolical sister laugh.

Oh well. Next year, maybe I will get to choose the pumpkin. But for now…..

…..Happy Farm Fresh Fall!!!!