Without the aforementioned "stuff" a Fall Festival would be incomplete.
Besides, who can resist the classic, freshly made scent of this glorious mound of sugary goodness?
Not even an 8.5 month old is immune to the temptation.
Drummin on my pumpkin ...
Here is B struggling ... to pick up a pumpkin without dropping it.
What did you think he was doing behind that weed?
B thought ...
his arms ...
were part ...
of his head ...
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