Maybe we'll frost them instead

We finally took the Littles to the pumpkin patch this weekend. Misters favorite part was the tractor pulled hayride. He's still talking about it. 

We all picked a pumpkin, and the sisters helped me set them out in the yard later when He was in bed. 

This morning He was dazzled to wake up and find a bunch of muffins- because He insists that's what they are- growing in the yard. 

No idea how we will carve all those giant muffins. Or how to keep Hom from trying to eat them.