Disturbing Spoon

After a gawd awful expensive lovely visit to the local agri-tourism pumpkin patch, we decided to carve our pumpkins.  I cut off the tops and the boys and their Mamaw (that is Southern for Mom-Mom) were tasked with hollowing the guts out.  (Pickles must have said guts a dozen times because he thought it was so hillarious.)  Pumpkin Pie was sent off to get the tool to scoop out the pumpkin and proudly told his father, “I have to get the disturbing spoon”.  What better tool to use to gut a goard.

 

This is the Disturbing Spoon. It serves up pumpkin guts.

 

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About Adventures From Cloud 8

I am a stay at home mom who now and again sneaks away to be an in-home family therapist. My husband and I have 3 boys: Sweet Pea (12), Pickles (9) and Pumpkin Pie (4). Oh yeah. We have Doodle Dog, too. You guessed it! He’s a boy. At least he pees outside.
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