Last week mommy and daddy took me to this place they called a punkin patch. I guess it’s part of this holiday thing…Hollow Weenie I think? Something like that. Uncle Kevin came with us and Lisa too. Daddy brought his big picture-taking thingie, the Dee Esselar I guess? He and Uncle Kevin were snapping away, but he kept complaining about bad light and shadows and stuff like that. I don’t know what he was whining about. I think I look pretty darn cute.

Anyway, the punkin patch was pretty cool. There were all these different sizes of punkins, from really small ones like me to really giant ones. They were all this really interesting shade that I’ve never seen before. The only real colors I know are pink, yellow and green because I hear mommy talk about them all the time in my room. The punkins weren’t pink or yellow, but they were kind of something in between only brighter. Daddy was using the Dee Esselar to try to take all these artsy pictures of the punkins, except I thought the whole point of that thing was for me to be in the pictures. What’s the point otherwise?

This place even had a petting zoo with goats and sheep and duckies, but mommy and daddy said we couldn’t go inside to see the animals. Maybe they’ll let me get closer and pet them when I’m older. From a distance they just reminded me of my brother Princeton. As for the punkins, daddy picked out two of them to take home – a little one for me since I’m still small, and then a bigger one for mommy and daddy.

I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do with this thing though. Daddy told me that when I’m older I can help him carve it, but that seems kind of silly. Mommy said she likes punkin pie and that does sound pretty good. But then she didn’t even use them to make the pie. They just got put outside on the doorstep and then she made the pie from a box of powder, just like my formula. Why did we even have to go to the punkin patch if they have this stuff in a box? Parents are so weird.

So this Hollow Weenie thing is only a couple of days away. I keep hearing all this stuff about dressing up and looking so cute, but that seems like every day to me, so I don’t really understand what’s special yet. It sounds like I get to see my friend Brielle on Hollow Weenie though, so that should be really fun. She’s older than me so she can show me what I’m supposed to do that day.

Every day is something new for me but all I really care about is eating and sleeping so I don’t know what all the fuss is about. But I guess the punkin patch wasn’t so bad. It was fun being outside and checking out all the colorful stuff there is to see. I bet it will be way more fun when I can walk around and pick stuff up. I gotta get on this moving around thing. Maybe Brielle can help me when I see her. Last time I saw her she said she was thinking about crawling soon. I hope she does so I can see what it’s like. Hmmm…now I can’t wait for Hollow Weenie.