Painting Pumpkins

“Grandpa, look at our hands.  They’re the same !”

-Holden and Grandpa Painting Pumpkins-

journal entry:

It is October.  Pumpkins are ready.  All are harvested and lined up in the garden.  Children have opinions about pumpkins.  Once they have picked their favorites, I get out the paint and the glitter glue.  Grandpa remains in charge of the knife.  Painting pumpkins is messy business.

Craft paints, paper plates, glitter and glue.

Aprons and wet wipes and no fear of squishy things.

“Peter, Peter pumpkin eater had a wife and couldn’t keep her

Put her in a pumpkin shell, and there he kept her very well.”

-Old Nursery Rhyme-

{have you ever wondered what in the world that means?}

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