The Case Of The Missing Pumpkin
In the 10 minutes between when I grabbed the two pumpkin bag/baskets for candy and put them in the bag I was packing for this evening (only 2 were needed, because Noelle was carrying hers around the house) and when we were all safely belted into the car and on our way, one of the pumpkins was removed from the bag.
Why?
I think Nicky is my culprit. When I told them to get their bags, he went and started flipping through the leftover plastic shopping bags in search of one without holes. I shooed him away from that, because it feels a little crass to me … as if the purpose of Halloween is to shop at stranger’s houses for candy. Maybe that is the purpose, but the least we “shoppers” can do is be seemly about it. As we walked out the door, I spotted a pumpkin basket on Nicky’s dresser. I figured it was separate from the two I put in the bag (because the one Noelle was holding onto was her basket from last year, meaning that all the ones from this year could have been accounted for with 2 in the bag and 1 in Nicky’s room).
Six years in an orphanage can train a kid to really, really, really like to own stuff. He tends to enshrine his things and I’m guessing that is what happened to the pumpkin basket that went missing this morning.
It doesn’t seem likely that I’m going to get out shopping before picking the kids up. Maybe I’ll leave 15 minutes earlier than I planned in order to swing by the house and pick up the enshrined pumpkin basket. That, or Nicky will have to use one of the shopping bags I keep in the back of the car and I’ll have to deal with the unseemliness of it all.
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November 1st, 2007 at 1:32 pm
Can’t wait to hear how trick-and-treating went