Picking strawberries and being a total ham!

 Emerson and I went to a local farm... We actually went there to get a pumpkin since I'd seen a photo on facebook of the place with lots of pumpkins!

 When we got there...I told a lady working there what we came for...she said she couldn't sell the pumpkins because they had to cure!  Cure?  I've never heard of a pumpkin having to cure!  (I didn't say that, but I was thinking it.)

 I told Emerson, "Oh rats!"  But he seemed a little unconcerned....

 The lady working told us there were strawberries we could pick...

 Emerson was ready to pick!  We each got a basket...

 

 I had to remind him to not step on the plants....

 He'd get excited when he would see a really red strawberry in a different row...and a few strawberries became mush as he walked over them... We had to have a few reminders about etiquette of strawberry picking....

 

 When our baskets were full...we were heading out and I had Emerson pause by the pumpkins...the pumpkins we couldn't buy since they had to cure...

 The 'ham' started to come out....

 When I asked him to just smile...he responded with, "CHEESE!"

 I love this....

 He definitely is the man of many faces...

 He looks like he's communicating with his catcher...getting ready to throw a pitch...

Oh, Emerson King...I had so much fun with you!