At the current moment, Jack's obsession is pumpkins. Whenever a pumpkin is spotted wherever we go, he practically yells, "puh-puh-puh" until I acknowledge what he was saying. He LOVES them.
So, we decided to take him to a pumpkin patch, which he also LOVED, especially touching all the pumpkins he wanted, and riding in the wheelbarrow with the pumpkins. We picked a few out, including a small one just for him, which he loved to carry around - and is the first thing he points out in the morning.
Playing on the tractors and trucks
He loved running amok in the corn maze, falling down quite a bit in the process.
Our handsome boy
He did not, however, enjoy the feeling of the insides of the "puh-puh" when carving it. He was happy to look at it, but was quickly dry-heaving (literally) when any of the guts touched any part of his body. Not a fan.
He enjoyed looking at the finished product, though.
Well done, dad!
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