We went to the pumpkin patch on Saturday, and I was never happier to realize that we'll still have pictures of someone little amongst a field of squash for a few more years. Also, I can't wait until we have that perfect storm of the cynical teenager having to take pictures with his goofy little sister in a field of big orange pumpkins. I can already hear the moans of injustice now. In the meantime, it's still cool when you're seven, because it's all about the BIG pumpkins.
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