Our favorite thing for today is a place! Burt's Pumpkin Farm is one of my absolute parts of fall every year. Since Jackson was a wee little baby, we have been traveling to the north Georgia mountains to Burt's to pick out our pumpkin. To me, it is just a magical place. Here are pictures of our last 3 years at Burt's.
The inaugural trip. Jackson was about 11 months here. He didn't know what to think of all the bright orange things! This trip is permanently etched into my memory. Kyle and I had decided spur of the moment to head up to Burt's. It was a cool and crisp day and such a special time for our new little family. From that moment on, I knew that going to Burt's Farm would be a permanent tradition for us.
Here is Jackson's 2nd trip to Burt's. This is the year that our friends Andy and Leila joined in on the fun. They have now become part of the tradition. We all usually eat a big breakfast and then make the journey to the mountains. Jackson was almost 2 here, and I remember him running all over the place and saying "punkin"!
This was last year. I remember thinking that it would be our last year at Burt's as a family of 3. I was about 6 months pregnant with Ace. I'm so excited to introduce Ace to our family tradition!
Tomorrow morning, we will be traveling through the mountains, on a journey to find the biggest and best pumpkin. I don't even know if I can explain why this place is so special. Maybe it is because I love fall so much. Who knows. All I do know is that this place is not your typical pumpkin patch. They have hayrides, yummy homemade food, tractors, pumpkin puppet shows, and so much more. One thing that really struck me about Burt's is their love of Jesus. They have no qualms about talking about Him, and even incorporate him into their puppet show.
If you live in Georgia, please take my advice and make the trip to Burt's. You will not regret it!
And please come back soon to see the most recent pictures of our Burt's adventures!