We don’t have any fall decorations out yet. No spicy candles. Pretty harvest colored accents around the house. Nothing.
So when daughter and I were at the store a few days ago, I asked her to grab a pumpkin.
Me: We should at least have ONE pumpkin outside.
Daughter: Do I HAVE to go get one?
Daughter came back with what must have been the nastiest pumpkin in the bin.
Me: THAT one? You picked that one? It’s yucky!
Daughter: What? I like the warty things all over it. It’s got character.
Me: When you were little, you used to pick the most Perfect, prettiest, round pumpkins…
Daughter: But it’s fun. We can make it into a witch. Or something.
So that is why there is a gross pumpkin by our front door.
With any luck, I will get on task this weekend–And there will soon be pretty fall decorations inside and outside our house.
For now, there’s just the ‘ugly’ pumpkin.
Thank you Daughter.