Fall wouldn't be complete without a trip to the pumpkin patch. It was such a beautiful warm day.
Grandpa was a big help, cutting and marking the pumpkins.
Keaton found this one right away and he knew it was the one. He plopped it on the trailer and sat there next to it.
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What a great day! I felt so bad to miss this day. Being in San Francisco is a close second to the fun, though. While we were sitting on the wharf eating dinner we were thinking about the family back in Elsinore. Odd! It is such a family tradition and one that must go on. It is a thrill to watch the kids find just the right pumpkin. I am glad you all carried on despite a few missing people. MOM
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