Following tradition . . .

The weekend before Halloween we take our annual trek to the pumpkin farm with the grand kids.  We've been doing it since our own kids were young and today was the big day.  We found four pumpkins pretty rapidly, unlike some years when it seemed to take much longer.  My grandson wasn't too happy during the picture taking time because he wanted to hold the dog.  Not the best picture, but you get the idea.

Back at home it was  carving time.  Kobe still isn't much into the carving stuff, though he did do a little bit.  Ciara did two pumpkins herself.  They turned out great.  The picture below shows the finished product minus one that went home with Kobe.  Sorry for the fuzziness, a combination of using the phone, rain, and movement on my part.

Our grand kids are a big part of our lives.  We are so blessed that they live close and want to spend time with us.  They are certainly among the best things that have happened to us and we plan to have them in our lives as long as they enjoy it.