Our annual visit to Schmidt's Pumpkin patch was perfect. The weather... crisp with the smell of chimney smoke on the breeze.
Hunter picked out 3 perfect pumpkins. One for him , one for me, and one for Daddy. It's amazing how mindful Hunter is of his Dad. Even though he knows Dad won't be there, we have to make sure he is counted for. Sweet boy.
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