I've loved taking Jett to the St. Andrews' Pumpkins for years. This year it was going to be tough to get him dressed from school and here, so when we had a doctor's appointment early one morning I decided we would have to work in a stop by the pumpkins.
He has changed so much each year. The first year he was as wobbly as a bowling pin trying to get him propped and positioned. This year he knew exactly what he wanted when he jumped out of the car. He wanted a narrow pumpkin. I thought he might have just heard that word, but when he walked up to the tall thin one I knew he was pretty sure what he needed.
He has grown in to such a sweet and loving boy. He sure makes this mama proud.