Pumpkin Patch Kids

A snuggle to keep warm on what was supposed to be a fun, warm Saturday Pumpkin Patch excursion, but ended up being a fun (not so warm) trip!

Here are two hearty men.

Time between when this photo was taken and this pumpkin dropped to the ground = 0.06 seconds.

Kyle is good at picking out pumpkins, but not so good at transporting said pumpkins. "This one. And this one. And this one. Daaaaddddy!"

Kyle: "Ryan, Ryan. This is the perfect pumpking for us!"

Ryan: "Are you thinking you are going to roll that pumpkin back to Portland? You know our lazy parents aren't going to carry that for us."

True to form, Ryan was not pleased with weather that dipped below 68 degrees. I had better start researching properties in Hawaii because Ryan is going to be a warm weather beach guy.

Ryan: "So what exactly is the point of this? We sit on wet hay bales, freezing our bottoms off, to go out into a 'patch' of pumpkins that have been haphazardly thrown into this field from a truck... all the while getting my beloved boots all muddy? Find your happy place, Ryan, find your happy place."

Ryan: "Oh great, now they precariously perch me atop this ancient tractor for a photo op. Smile through it, self. The quicker you smile, the quicker they remove you from this death trap."

Ryan: "Still freaking out here. Do I have to get a picture with EVERYONE?"

Ryan: "Oh sweet mother of goodness. Hot chocolate with marshmallows. The cold and mud and brushes with death were all worth it for this nectar from the Gods." Kyle: "Where did my pumpkin roll to?"