The thrill of the fall festivals has dwindled as the girls have gotten older; the thrill of picking out the perfect imperfect myriad of pumpkins permeates the crisp fall air. 

The warm sunrays shined strongly on our fall attire.  Emerson hauled the wagon; the girls strategically picked out pumpkins, gourdes, and squashes of various sizes. 

We found the perfect spot for pictures having our own photo shoot. 

The girls even talked me into buying apple cider donuts.  I saw no pumpkin prices as the girls filled the wagon so was pleasantly surprised the total came to under $100, considering I knew the donuts were $12 and some of the pumpkins were heavy!