Our little turtle man
Mommy and her half shell
He got so thirsty ringing door bells, we had to stop to take a drink.
Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and find out they were the big things.
Mommy and her half shell
He got so thirsty ringing door bells, we had to stop to take a drink.
Trying to decide if he should reach in and get some pumpkin guts.
Colt with the finished product. Not too fancy - it's just our first.
Colt found his little pumpkin again. He calls it a ball and wants to throw it off the porch.
This is a picture I took around this time last year. Poor little thing could barely sit up, he wasn't matching at all, and I know he hated that pumpkin cap I stuck on him.
This was a picture from today. I can't believe he has gotten this big in a year. So sad.The Boughs at the Pumpkin Patch. The hayride over to the patch.
Colt found this pumpkin right off. It was just his size and he kept throwing it like a ball.
Before anyone was even on the tractor, Colt decided he was ready to go. He had found the perfect pumpkin.
What more could you ask for, your favorite pumpkin and your daddy?
Looking at the goats. You couldn't feed them by hand, but he liked looking, anyways.