My version of going to the pumpkin patch...

I did think of actually going to a real pumpkin patch, but it never happened. So my version started when Rebecca (the 10 year old I nanny for) said she needed one for school today. This happened yesterday:

Becca: Oooh, Amy, we need to stop by Randall's and get me a pumpkin.
Me: Can't your parents take you tonight?
Becca: No, they're both out of town today, and if I don't have one, I can't participate in the party tomorrow. (We're going to ignore the part about me not knowing her parents were both out of town. Seriously? They don't think to tell me that?!? Anyway..)
Me: Okay, we'll stop I guess.
Becca: Do YOU have one? You know, baby's first pumpkin, you have to get a picture of that.
Me: ::mommy guilty face::

So I bought a pumpkin, and this morning I plopped it on the deck with Ethan. I really didn't think the kid would notice if he had a pumpkin or not, but I guess I should at least take a picture like everyone else does. So here's mine:



I think I should at least get bonus points for putting him in a cute hat.