Pumpkin Patch

The annual trip to the Pumpkin Patch was kind of a disaster this year. Spencer wanted to be carried around the patch and refused to show any interest in the pumpkins. And then I lost my wedding ring (but THANKFULLY found it later in the car). The only thing he enjoyed (and I enjoyed because at this point I had my ring back on my finger and wasn't a hysterical, hormonal pregnant mess in the middle of a pumpking field) was the wheelbarrow.

We tried to get a family photo, but this just sums up Spencer's mood. This was also about sixty seconds before I noticed my ring was missing.

Oh well...they can't ALL be happy memories!