Pumpkins, Repeated

We rode to the pumpkin farm this time. Millie sped ahead of her training-wheeled sister, but I made them freeze for a snapshot together.




Riding the wooden motorbikes is more fun with no hands. Like most things, I suppose.



Buccaneers. Annie's a jolly swordsgirl.




Annie and I were hiding in a wooden recess in the hold of the pirate ship when she peered out the cracks and spied intruders about to board.



Schoolhouse again.