Pea is for Pumpkin

Pearson was super excited for the pumpkin patch this year. So much so she happily abandoned the ipad (which she only gets to use on weekends) to go. Right away she zoned in on her perfect pumpkin selections. Harper was in a BAD mood which was about to drive us all stark raving mad, until...
Until her eyes lit up on this:

It was quite the meltdown trying to pry her hands off the rusted wheel of this, let me tell you...
Standard operating procedure for me at the pumpkin patch is avoid dirt, pick some moldy pumpkins, and thus lose my focus ending the session with less than a stellar set of pictures.
This year has brought new traditions and a flipped switch. Tyler is now the official pumpkin picker. He found some beauties. Harper fell face down in the mud and got SOAKED in murky mud from head to toe. I don't even care. It was hilarious; her clothes are now drying on the porch. And lastly, I am oh so pleased with these pictures; really, I am giddy with glee over these...and yes, there are many I literally can not choose just a few.
Here's to next year, may we get dirtier, pick prize-winners, and another perfect set of shots...