Wednesday, October 27, 2010

in a pumpkin shell

Tuesday evening Mr Renn took Sir O to our neighborhood pumpkin patch and purchased more pumpkins than he could carry home.  So tonight it was my turn to take the Captain to pick out an already-paid-for pumpkin.

Captain's turn to pick a pumpkin

He picked a solid little green guy, just larger than his head, pear shaped with a perfect little stem.

10 minutes after we brought it home, the Captain chucked it down a flight of stairs and split it in half.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry or yell, or what.


hairyshoefairy said...

Little turkey. That sounds like something my little guy would do, too.

Chell said...

What a stinker, but I had to chuckle

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