So I know it is a little weird to be talking about pumpkins in February, but on our one of our Sunday afternoon walks Liam found a pumpkin and affectionately called it his pumpkin patch. (I think that is what he calls pumpkins). Anyway he found the pumpkin and was having a lot of fun rolling it on the path until it rolled in the . . . lake. Then he was pretty much devestated as you can see from the pictures. Please ignore the bad picture of me, I just wanted to show that Liam had a pumpkin in the beginning.
Mommy where is my pumpkin patch? (Is it bad that his picture makes me laugh?)
He did get over it eventually. Poor Liam. He really loved his pumpkin patch.