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Sunday, September 18, 2011

A Mee-Maw's Pumpkin Tale

As the weather begins to turn cooler and the nip of fall is in the air, I am reminded of a special day last fall. In October, my daughter, Chantee, and I were able to go to Colorado to see two of our favorite kiddos. We had a wonderful visit, but one day was a stand out - it was a good day. On our way to see Tammy and the kids, we passed a huge field of pumpkins. It was a pumpkin patch open to the public and you could walk the patch and choose the perfect pumpkin. We had lots of plans and fun things to do with the kids each day but we were saving a special day for a trip to the pumpkin patch.

The morning finely came to go pick our pumpkins, the biggest most perfect ones we could find. We loaded in the car and set out as we drew nearer to the entrance the traffic began to build and the police had set up traffic control with their flashing light they direct each car to the entrance. All at once Destiny ducks her head and covered her eyes, I asked her why she was doing that? and her answer to me took me by surprise, "so I don't have a seizure me-maw", and she did not it, was a good day.
We drove for what seemed like forever till we found the perfect spot. We all got out and everyone had a different idea of what direction to start off. Ben (AKA Benny), Desty's big brother, found the biggest pumpkin he could lift right away, and then another and then another... well you get the idea.

As I watched Destiny looking for the perfect pumpkin she was drawn to the tiny ones, the green ones, in her words the ones no one else wanted. So with her really tiny green perfect pumpkin in hand, we set out to look for a friend for that pumpkin. Mind you, the patch is filled with large and round pumpkins but Destiny found her tiny green pumpkin's friend. It was oddly shaped, a pale yellowish color, extra dirt and wort's all over it.

This was Destiny's perfect pumpkin.

We laughed and ran and played all the way back to the car, it was a good day. We paid for the pumpkins, and Destiny was right no one would want that tiny green pumpkin and it was on the house, no charge. When it was time to leave we were directed to exit at the other end of the farm so we set off down a long dirt road, that wound back and forth making it twice as long to get out as it did to get in. But lucky for us, Destiny had been practicing for a musical about a circus. With her tiny voice, she sang her song about the circus and the lions. Her voice was clear and she knew each word to the whole song. It was a good day.

All my love to the moon and back, Me-maw


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