I love pumpkins! They bring back such fond childhood memories of Halloween, trick-or-treating, and carving contests. We grew our own pumpkins last year, though they weren’t so pretty. Actually, only one survived, now that I think of it. There were many mishaps with the vine, including but not limited to: climbing up the garage and having to be pried loose, being stepped on, frost, and I think a run-in with the lawnmower if memory serves correctly. A few days ago we went to a farm market not far from here to buy pumpkins for the front porch. Baby V was giddy and giggly the whole time. I think she even did a little jig at one point. We laughed that it was her favorite day ever, smiling from ear to ear in a sea of orange.