Pumpkin Goo

There's our industrious but observant girl, overseeing all that is pumpkin-y and gooey.

Stella isn't a big fan of getting dirty. As she's heard me say a thousand times, she now says "It's no big deal, Mama...?" whenever she finds herself in a goopy mess. But I can tell she's just a clean kid at heart. So when we set out to carve pumpkins this weekend with Grandma Jannie and Grandpa Harte, Stella quietly observed with great curiosity. It was so sweet to watch her try to figure out why in the world we were cutting up these perfectly good pumpkins and sticking our hands into a gloppy mess of pumpkin seeds.

But she eventually recognized that we were all having fun, so she sat back and enjoyed all the adults scooping and carving to their hearts' content.



And here's Grandpa Harte, documenting the whole event. On behalf of Harte, thank you to all of you who have been sending good wishes his way. He's improving a great deal - thanks, for the most part, to the loving care of Jan! - and was able to enjoy the pumpkin carving extravaganza as well as one of Brian's cyclo cross races. It was such a pleasure to see Harte and Jan out and about and to see Stella sink into the groove again with her B'ham grandparents. Thanks for making the effort to come out and play!