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.
well, that's neat 