(Note: I have officially become my mother... in the bottom picture of the scrapbook page above, Dave caught me licking my hand and fixing his hair - my mom did this to my brother CONSTANTLY growing up!)
This is where my photographic frustration began - I'm not sure why I expected Luke to sit in front of the pumpkins and smile at me, but I did... and he definitely didn't want to. In fact, he pretty much wanted to do anything EXCEPT sit with the pumpkins:
Okay people, this is where things started to really go downhill. We ventured over to the little pumpkin patch where kids can "pick" their own tiny pumpkin. Too bad Luke made a bee-line for the freshly tread tractor tracks and was ankle deep in mud by the time Dave got to him:
His shoes weighed about three and a half pounds and he went all "limp noodle" and wouldn't let us hold him because he wanted to sit on the ground and try to wipe the mud off of his shoes: We had planned on taking a hayride, but there was no way either Dave or I was going to let our mud-caked son sit on our lap for 20 minutes, so we made one more attempt to get a good picture of Luke with the pumpkins:
The silver-lining on the whole episode was that this sweet man offered to take our picture together before we left and the single shot that he snapped turned out fairly good (if you don't count the fact that Luke looks like he wants to be anywhere but with us. ha!) Although our trip wasn't how I had always pictured it, it was an absolute blast (and probably WAY more memorable than it would have been otherwise). We ended up having to strip Luke's shoes and pants off in the parking lot and he had to ride home without pants, but seriously, it wouldn't be a great trip to the pumpkin patch unless your pants had to ride home in the trunk, right?!?!? Next year we'll definitely put him in boots!
Here are a few pics that didn't make "the cut" for my scrapbook pages, but that I still thought were cute...