pumpkin

With the best of intentions

Marlo picked out this specific pumpkin because it was so tiny and cute, and I thought that when she saw this photo she’d giggle and soften her heart a bit toward Chuck. Except after I snapped this shot he titled his head, and when the pumpkin slid off and hit the floor the stem snapped off.

Uh oh.

Now both he and I are hiding in the basement.