After the swallow study, we took off for Burt's Pumpkin Farm in Dawsonville, Georgia. All the cool kids go to Burt's, so we started taking Jeremiah when he was a wee one. It is a grand and glorious time, wandering about to choose JUST the right pumpkin for each of us. There's a hayride (longest hayride ever) and it's close to Amicalola Falls state park, where we usually go after the pumpkin patch. We didn't go this year, as we had gotten a late start to our day. Still, we had a BALL and Mike and I had many an emotional moment watching Parker's face light up at the fall festivities. We have embraced the basketcase status for this year, as each and every Knoll Family Tradition arrives and we weep copious happy tears that the P-nut gets to participate.
The boys had a big old time. Trying to photograph them together was darn near impossible. Parker was dolled up in the Pumpkin Silly Suit that was Jeremiah's, and he spent the entire day smiling until we tried to take his picture. Stinker. Jeremiah, on the other hand, was happy to show off his "pretty smile" we have been working on as opposed to the "teeth clenched chin out monster smile" he usually gets when it is picture time.
Love these family memories!
This was as good as it was going to get with these two monkeys.
I like 'em tall and skinny. Mike likes 'em short and fat.
Jeremiah likes 'em small and round. Parker apparently likes curly stems.
We take these same pictures every year.
Along with one on the hayride... love the progression!
2009-- Silly Jeremiah!
2010- year of the Festive T Shirts
2011- Mike liked his t-shirt apparently. No idea why we aren't on the hayride!
2012-- All together at last. P-nut chooses not to participate, thankyouverymuch.
Love my boys. (1.5 seconds before Parker threw his "I am done with the pumpkins" fit.)