The “evil split”
As I posted yesterday, Jamie lost his giant pumpkin that was on track to take the state record. He didn’t initially tell us about it; it was Bode’s first day of school so he waited until after we dropped him off because he “didn’t want to ruin his day.”
Though we’re all very sad for him, the only person whose day (and entire growing season) was ruined was poor Jamie. He sent out an email to our family with the subject line:
“Stanley is no more.”
The problem with this? My dad’s name is Stanley.
Better: “Stanley the Pumpkin is in Pumpkin Heaven” or “Crack Can Kill (the Pumpkin).”
Here’s for hoping for a better season next year.
I'm a Canadian-born mom of two, former Denver Post columnist, family travel writer, editor of MileHighMamas.com and 9News contributor. Expert on all things Utah, Denver, family and travel. Lover of laughter and life. Happily married to a man obsessed with growing The Great Pumpkin. 