We went to pick pumpkins on Saturday at this place we used to go to years ago. Apparently word is out: It was so crowded that we opted just to let Samson play on their playground for a bit and then went and had an early dinner at the farm stand/restaurant a few miles down the road.
I don't think Samson minded. As long as he can drive a train, the trip is worth it. Although I don't know how excited his passengers were. He was kind of a wheel hog; and he kept announcing that he was taking them "to the bookstore."
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