On our way home from Duluth we stopped at a "pumpkin patch". It was basically a family farm turn Halloween crap. We didn't pay the admission to the empty park (it was the middle of the day, middle of the week), but we still has "all access" to the pumpkins. I am betting this pumpkin raising family makes out like bandit every weekend in October. Notice no pictures of a little girl? Yes, true. She was sleeping in the car (no worries, papa watched over her). Tada-- A- hole parents of the year. "What pumpkin patch you ask?"
Notice the pumpkins behind her? And the witch costume? The pumpkins magically appeared when she woke from her nap, perhaps they grew from our garden?
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