So now that I have jumped down the rabbit-hole into motherhood I am finding myself doing and saying things that I never considered before the crossover. Some of those things are weird, like using wet wipes to clean off my make-up (what? they work really well). Other things are a bit more normal, like creating new family traditions...
Last year we started what is now a tradition (doing something twice makes it a bonafide tradition right?); we visited the local pumpkin patch. See here for last year's adventure and marvel at how much Cordelia has grown. This year we headed back for trip numero dos. We were greeted by a sweet orange and white cat who was winding her way in between the pumpkins, she was very charming until we realized she was in heat...so we moseyed on.
Behold, baby pumpkin...or poh-kihn as Cordelia calls them.
Cordelia and I. Since there was a slight chill in the air I deemed it scarf weather--disregard people in the background wearing t-shirts in the following photos.
Cordelia was instantly drawn to the pumpkins like a moth to the flame. She hugged them, told me they were cute. Picked up the little ones. We also had a discussion about how some pumpkins have "moles."
Pumpkin with "moles".
Look at that fine fellow winking at me. At least I hope it is a wink and not the stink eye...
Cordelia and I
Finally I grabbed a pumpkin as she continued her own private journey of pumpkin bliss. We headed back to the car where she decided that her pumpkin was named either Doh-Dok or Cordy's House...later that evening she seemed to settle on Doh-Dok.
Until we meet again Pumpkin Patch.