Every year I look forward to pumpkin carving...until we actually start. It's like child birth I always forget what a pain the experience is and only remember the smiles.
Everyone, understandable, has to have their own pumpkin but no one can carve. And of course everyone promises to scoop out their own pumpkin guts but after about two scoops yours truly is the one doing it.
Come September next year I will be counting the days until I can buy our pumpkins.
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