We took the annual trip to the pumpkin patch/fall festival.  Moxie got to pick any pumpkin she wanted and she picked a weird bumpy goose neck one and then a white pumpkin.  Mom picked the traditional one.  Moxie’s favorite thing?  A weird ear of corn she fell in love with–she’s been prying individual kernels off for days.  

We carved pumpkins.  Well, first we picked them out (I’ll post about that later) THEN we colored on them and THEN we carved them.  It was pretty stinking fun.

No Pants.  All Business.

This is what the second kid does: crawl around the outside.

Unafraid of the knife

Despite her best efforts she can’t saw her fingers

Moxie takes this biz seriously.