This year found us back at the Ortega Methodist Pumpkin Patch, a tradition since Lennox was 4 months old. It was perfect fall weather. Lennox took the job of finding the perfect pumpkin very seriously, inspecting every one, climbing in and out of the pumpkins, and calling out to us. "This is the perfect one."
Finally Lennox found us the perfect one. He picked it and everything. Then he picked a small one for his bedroom.
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