This past weekend we had our 2nd annual First Presbyterian Pumpkin Patch at our church. It is a lot of fun, but wears you out! My body feels like I took a beating from handling all those pumpkins. They range from 18-30 pounds each and we had about 250 of them. So, on Sunday we just lounged around after church and tried to rest up. Layton was sick with strep throat all weekend and is still recovering, so he missed out on the actual pumpkin patch.
On Friday, Clint, the boys and I went to Floydada to pick up the pumpkins and while we were there Clint snapped a few pictures of the boys.
Kade was a big help on Saturday. I hated that Layton missed it, but he felt terrible.
Well, we have two kittens left. It hasn't taken our dogs long to go through this bunch. I just hate it, but I guess that is part of having dogs. One of our dogs actually killed a kitten right in front of the boys on Saturday afternoon while they were playing at the barn. The boys handled it well, though, and carried it up to the house where I was spreading weed & feed on the lawn. I talked to them about the ordeal and the next thing I knew they came and got me again to show me the headstone they made after burying the kitten in my flower bed.
Sony (it is pronounced Sunny)
The cat that we all loved.