Perfect fall weekend of perfect fallness

It was like Saturday was begging us to go to a pumpkin patch.  65 degrees. Sunny.  Slight breeze,  Leaves that were just showing off with their bright colors.  

We started with a picnic because we had a billion kid-tivities in the morning and it would take forever to eat and clean up at home but Ben and I have sworn off eating garbage, making most kid-friendly restaurants unappealing.

Also, everyone is on a mega-peanut butter kick these days, and I really can't complain.

 At the pumpkin patch, Dorothy fell in love with this horse:

 And then the whole family got eaten in a scary maze.

 J/K.  There were donuts at the end of it, though.

 These little tractors were for kids.  No matter.

 Zoom in on Cooper's face here:

 So picturesque!

 I am in love with her streaming pigtails.

 Not to be outdone,  Cooper loves goats.

 Oh yeah-- and we got pumpkins.

 By the time I remembered portrait mode, everyone was totally over it.