Or as James calls them, bububu
Actually, at first, James wasn't quite sure what they were
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| What IS this thing?? |
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| Maybe if I take a little taste...nope. Still don't know what it is. |
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| How about I smell one? |
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| Hmm...that didn't help much either. |
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| Gosh, this is hard. |
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| Oh, I think I got it! |
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| It's a pumpkin!! |
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| I was just messing with you guys. I knew it was a pumpkin all along. |
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| I'm a little stinker, aren't I? |
In addition to playing with the pumpkins, James also did a little hat modeling
And some just plain cute modeling
He's changed a bit since last year's visit to Uncle Jason's pumpkin wagon. I think this may become an annual thing...
No trip to the farm is complete without a ride on the gator, or better yet, the tractor
On an unrelated note, we're going to have to change the name of the blog. I'll let James tell you why"
In case you couldn't understand the little man, the name is changing because this blog won't be just about him anymore:
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| (And for those of you wondering (like Matthew did upon seeing this for the first time), the baby does not have a beak. That's his or her left hand) |
