At the pumpkin patch

These past few weeks have felt like a whirlwind, which makes me ever more grateful that we made it out to the pumpkin patch this year. We moseyed on over this past Monday for our family day, where there were fewer patrons and therefore more patch for us to roam. Serene oogled at the vast pumpkin-dotted field, and had no qualms about getting up close and personal with them. Alex and I kept laughing because this year's foray into the pumpkin patch was so different from last year's. The previous year, we ventured over there during our first postpartum family day outing with two-week-old Serene Joy in tow. She snoozed soundly in my sling nearly the entire time, oblivious of her participation in an incumbent tradition. This year, she toddled about, poking and prodding the giant orange squash with fervor. We're now more convinced that traditions are made much sweeter with a growing little love.