Doncha know that when you want your camera the most, that is the moment you are least likely to have it available?
For one, you may remember that I have been obsessed with collecting pepsi points this year. I was bound and determined to earn 75 points before the contest ended so I could get this very nifty pepsi loungewear set. (I can get quite OCD with hoarding pajamas sometimes). 
And last week, I finally entered my 75th pepsi point and ordered my set. It arrived today!! I barely had time to remove it from the mailbox before it hopped out of the package and insisted on me putting it on. It’s so comfortable, and it fits perfectly (I was a little nervous about sizing because of some negative reviews on Amazon.com). I have it on right now, and I wanted to take a picture of it and put it on the “share your images” part of Amazon’s listing for it when I do my review on there. But as luck would have it, my batteries died yesterday.
Another picture worthy moment I wanted to capture was Jack-Evan at lunch time. Now that he’s 5 months old, we’ve begun introducing him to veggie baby food (we introduced him to rice cereal last month). The other day, we fed him some sweet peas for the first time and that went well. Today, I introduced him to sweet potatoes. His reaction to them…along with his face and full body shiver…was hilarious. It only took a few bites though before he became accustomed to the taste – he ended up loving them. I also intoduced him to a sippy cup that contained some expressed milk He’s always refused to drink from a bottle, but the sippy cup was a different story. He loved it! He took right to it, holding it with both hands and everything. I was quite proud of him.
Then… one last picture worthy moment occured tonight…
After dinner, Kevin, Jack-Evan and I hopped in our SUV and drove about a half mile away to our local farmer’s market. We were going to get a pumpkin! Three, to be exact. In the interest of fairness (and cringeworthy goofiness) we just had to have a daddy, mommy, and baby pumpkin. We arrived at the farmer’s market around 7:15 and spent about 3 hours looking for the perfect pumpkin.
Ok, well, it was only like 10 minutes, but it really did seem like it was going to take me forever to choose which pumpkin was the best! (Isn’t that silly?) The entire time, the logical part of my brain was telling me to just pick a pumpkin, that they’re really all pretty much the same, yada yada yada. But the emotional part of my brain was causing me to run around outside, in abstract giddiness, plunking the colorful range of orange pumpkin skins and listening happily to the plink sound. I bet I plunked 33 pumpkins in all. Whilest I was searching for our daddy pumpkin, Kevin took Jack to the little pumpkins and helped him pick out one. After Jack had his pumpkin, we still had 2 more to find.
Finally, we decided on the perfect large pumpkin (one that weighed 21.84 lbs, had the most terrific stem, and made the best plink a picked, plunked, plump pumpkin could make.) Again, it seemed like it took forever to choose mr. daddy pumpkin because they had so many choices.
Kevin made me tote it. (hrmph.)
Then, without much adieu, Kevin took us over to the medium pumpkins, and within 3.7 seconds he had picked out a cute momma pumpkin for me. Since all of the pumpkins were located on the outside, we had to go inside to pay.
So imagine this – out of the nighttime darkness, and into the farmer’s market we march – a large 6’1 inch male, carrying a baby carrier (with baby) and 2 smallish pumpkins, along with a 5’4″ small, pepsi-clad female struggling under the weight of a 20+ lb pumpkin. Oh yes. I was wearing my pepsi loungewear.
And we were all grinning like possums! 
The 3 pumpkins didn’t cost quite as much as I thought they might. The larger pumpkin was only .49 cent per lb, and the total cost for all 3 was about $15.00. That’s not too bad for a fun fall family tradition.
Our pumpkins are now sitting on our front porch, awaiting to be carved tomorrow afternoon. I always make toasted pumpkin seeds too when we carve our pumpkins! So by this time tomorrow night, we will all be munching on some fabulous, crunchy, salty pumpkin seeds. (Yummy! I’m getting excited just thinking about it!)
Perhaps I’ll stop by the store and pick up batteries tomorrow. I do so want to get pictures of Jack sitting with his first pumpkin. Such cute memories should always be recorded for posterity…
