I love fall.
Pumpkins.
Mums.
Cool weather.
Sweaters.
And visits to the pumpkin farm.
Unfortuantly, the little treasure was pretty stressed out around all those very strange orange things.
I couldn't give up so easily though.
Eventually, I got her to laugh.
Mostly, she just likes to stick with what makes her most comfortable.
But a momma's gotta try. Right?
Try I did, but she left the farm in a jumbled, screaming mess.
She fell into a pile of those scary, colored bumpy gourds and pumpkins
AND
it definitly pushed her over the edge.
Poor thing!
Maybe next year, we will enjoy the farm.
Then again, next year-there will be two.
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