We took the kids and Grandpa Gordon to pick pumpkins at wonderful, family-run farm. The afternoon started off with a bang with Henry riding a horse for his first time. Dusty treated him well and you would think he was the lone ranger...yee haw. They even had fun stuff for grown ups...ok Mark... like the pumpkin shooter and the pumpkin sling. Why do men loving throwing things so that they land and blow up? All in all, it was a perfect fall afternoon.
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