The clock hadn’t even struck October when I started asking my spouse about pumpkin picking. Pre-kids, this was a ritual we did, let’s see, maybe never? (OK, we went once—but the focus was the corn maze and next-level tomato soup.) Now, the act of “getting it on the calendar” was consuming my brain, and my social media feed was suddenly flooded with pic after pic of friends posing in fields of photogenic orange. The fall FOMO was real.
Then my husband had the audacity to ask: Do we really want to pumpkin pick?
How dare he! The answer was of course yes. Or…was it? Was I going for the pumpkin patch experience? Or the social media-fueled photo ops?
The truth feels ugly to say out loud. If I reflect back on past pumpkin pickings—this year will mark the fifth time with our son—I have to admit that the pictures often outweigh the joy.