Saturday, January 6, 2018


* A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2017*

Matteo and Lilah:  I grew up in Oregon, so the pumpkin patch was always foggy and gray and felt like Halloween.  Here, October is usually sunny with blue skies, so it still seems like summer whenever we pick pumpkins.  It always feels a little strange to me.  This weekend, we actually had a drizzly day, so you got to tromp through a muddy pumpkin patch for once.  It felt right.  Matteo ran ahead to scout out the best pumpkins, while Lilah played in the corn, jumping out to shoot "Booo!  Booo, Mama!" over and over again, giggling then and running ahead a bit, before repeating the delightful game all over again.  When we finally caught up to Matteo, you two hugged happily and ran around the patch, clambering over thick vines and pointing out the "giantest" pumpkins.  A day like this makes it feel like Halloween is almost here!

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