Three Little Pumpkins
I have a bit of range of ages in my three children. The eldest will be 13 soon, the middle is 9 and the most recent boy is 7 months. Ordinarily we go pumpkin picking every year before Halloween. We return home to carve, paint or push Mr. Potato Head pieces into the pumpkins and I roast the pumpkin seeds. This year no one had an interest in going to pick pumpkins. My husband and I felt some sort of parental duty to provide pumpkins anyway so I picked up three Pumpkins with Personality at the grocery store. November 5 and they are still sitting on my kitchen counter, un-manipulated in any way.
Now, we are big fans of pumpkin in this house and I’ve already made several batches of pumpkin muffins this year. Traditionally I use pumpkin from a can, as any sane mother would do. With these three little orange darlings staring me down from their counter-top vantage point though, I’m starting to feel adventurous. What 7 month old wouldn’t want to sample some freshly roasted pumpkin after all? Today is the day. I will slice open those bad boys and see what I can come up with. Stay tuned.