If you’re paying attention to Facebook, you may have realized (like me) that apparently fall = pumpkin patches. Especially if you have kids. I swear every other update from my friends has a picture of them with their baby at a pumpkin patch.
So, we jumped on the bandwagon this weekend. My bro, his fiance and I went up to Fort Collins to hang out with our cousin, who is a sophomore at CSU. We were planning on hiking, but my smart self ended up dropping a stool on my right foot, completely bruising my right big toe. No hiking for me. Instead, we got some pumpkins and did some carving. Now our fall is complete.