Fall means Pumpkin Patches

Fall.

I've been waiting to fully experience fall for three whole years now.

While Texas fall temps aren't reminiscent of my childhood autumns, the calendar says October & there are pumpkins to be carved.



Last weekend we made some fall memories.



We packed up & made our way to Dewberry Farm, with Grandpa & Grandma McQuinn in tow, which was pretty special.





{when I saw this shirt, I had to have it. If you feel the same, you can find it here}



While most of the activities will be perfect for Lauren in the next couple of years,
we stayed busy with slides, riding 'horses' eating shaved ice, hayrides, pumpkins & watching Lauren run.

{Yes, I said shaved ice. Not cider. It was 80 degrees. Cider wasn't even an option.}










While the pumpkins were really picked over, we still saw them.
And took pictures with them.
And found the perfect one for our Lauren.





{there's that one again... Told you we can't get enough}


It was the perfect fall day, I've thought about for years...



And guess what?
This particular pumpkin patch is also a Christmas tree farm...

See ya in 6 weeks Dewberry Farms