My first pumpkin

We were going to wait to get Nicolas' first pumpkin when we went to the pumpkin patch with his cousins but my grandma insisted she get him one earlier than that. At first he didn't know of course what it was, then...

he decided to touch it...then...

he decided to play the pumpkin drums...then...

he decided he would try to pick it up. I love my little muscle man! Needless to say he liked his pumpkin. (Later that evening, I caught him biting the stem. It was not fun getting the piece he bit off out of his mouth.)