At some point, he got over it. But usually once throughout every day, that boy goes through an "I hate everything about life" phase and no amount of sweet talking will snap him out of it, he needs to get through in his own time.
Hudson would have truly been in his glory had Grandma allowed him to pick this pumpkin! But at 40 cents a pound, we couldn't afford it, or fit it into our vehicle.
They bounced and jumped....
Flashed some cool signs....
Pet some odd looking animals....
And covered themselves in corn.
And to end the day, we all took a wagon ride around the farm site.
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