Here was yesterday:
This year, Coy just kept pointing at them and saying "ba" meaning "ball" and would throw them as soon as we'd hand one to him.
And every year the stand owner always comes around with a big pumpkin on his head, and dear ol' Russ always reluctantly lets him put the stinky old thing on his head. (Luckily this one was a fresher one this time). This is what Coy thought.
And just before we could get out of there, a big down pour! (Same thing happened to me Monday night when I was out on a shoot!)
If you know at all where I live by looking at the last picture of the rainbow, it seriously looked like it ended right at our house and that we would find the pot of gold there when we got home. The kids truly thought it would be at our house when we got there!
Last year after we got home, we decided to paint and color the pumkins. Look at Coy! He just napped in his bouncy seat. Crazy how he's changed!
I know I've said it before, but I LOVE TRADITIONS!!!