Gone With the (Pumpkin) Wind

It's a bit windy here in St. Louis.

Case in point:

As Pumpkin and G were leaving school this evening, hubby had to manually shut the daycare door as a gust of wind nearly took it off the hinges. At the same time, Pumpkin kept getting further and further away from him . . . closer and closer to the parking lot.

"Pumpkin, stop! Come back here," G called. "Seriously, Pumpkin, stop and come here. Stop!"

"I can't stop, daddy! Save me!" Pumpkin called as he nearly blew across the parking lot.