Ketchikan had a "pumpkin patch" for the kids to come pick out a pumpkin, for a price, but the best price in town over all. So one drizzly Saturday afternoon Jeralyn picked out her pumpkin. And we chose this particular day to carve it. I was so excited, beaming in nostalgia. There's just something about sticking my hands inside a pumpkin and pulling out the slimy seeds! But Jeralyn didn't think so. She was only interested for maybe 3 minutes. So the pumpkin remains faceless. It's just a pumpkin with it's top cut off. So sad!
This is when it was no longer fun. Look at that disgusted expression on her face!
And then came the tears.
Maybe next year.
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