Pumpkin patching and all that. A brief description of our day as told by AB.

My peeps took me to the pumpkin patch and apple orchard. Mom said I had to wear my pumpkin outfit. As usual, I had little say in the matter.



A GOAT! A GOAT! I SAW A GOAT!

Dad got me my first set of wheels! Nothing less than a convertible for me.





I'll pose with my mom but I refuse to smile. (Editorial comment. I'm questioning my sunglasses.

I wish I had questioned how they looked before wearing them the entire summer.) 





I don't understand what my parents wanted me to do. They kept sticking me up in trees and saying "Pick it! Pick it!" Pick what? I was so confused.



 Apple picking is the best, you guys.