Okay, so we go to a pumpkin patch every year to get our pumpkins. It is a fun adventure tromping through the sunflowers and the withered vines to find the perfect pumpkins. Well this year we went to the place we normally go to and they are no longer doing a pumpkin patch. The second place we went didn’t have very many orange pumpkins out in the field (thanks to an early snow and teenagers smashing the majority of them). They had a few bins of picked ones and so we went on the hunt to find our pumpkins. Spencer went up to one and picked it up…it was about as big as he was…and said, “I’m pickin’ out a prizewinner!” Chris and I looked at each other and said “what?” He said it again and we were baffled where he learned it from. Upon asking him he said, “Curious George!” (You gotta love public television.) He then told us he would help us pick out prizewinners too! In the end I think we found some great pumpkins to carve for Halloween!