This weekend it rained. All. Weekend. Shew!
Having a bit of cabin fever, we decided to head up to Carter's Mountain to grab a few apples and a pumpkin. Not surprisingly, Henry was not a fan of the mud. He wouldn't pose with me in front of the scarecrow. But I did manage to snap a shot of him with the pumpkins.
This sweet pic is probably the last one I'll take with Beckett in this precious hat Krista's mom, Connie, made for him when he was born. So sweet.
Happy fall, everyone!