The Great Pumpkin Hunt

For as long as I remember my Grandpa B. would take the grandkids to go pick out our pumpkins.  This tradition has carried on to the great-grandchildren and we were lucky enough to be in Michigan this year for the adventure.

Off to the farm we went, where we got to wait for our hay ride to arrive.  Luckily the animals kept us busy!

Off we go!

Looks like Simone found one:

Oh wait, Grandpa's rule, you have to be able to lift the pumpkin to pick the pumpkin, this one's a no-go.

I think the hubs and C found a winner!

Colbie didn't exactly try to lift the pumpkin as it was "oh no, dirty" and she hardly could bring herself to touch it.

 Grandpa and the driver waited patiently while we all found exactly the right one.

 Colbie sitting shotgun with Grandpa after a successful hunt

 And C was done with being out in the country by the time we headed back.