Every year we throw a pumpkin birthday party for my mom with a pumpkin carving, largest pumpkin and best pumpkin pie contest. This year we started out behind because we had to wait for our garden to be constructed. Everyone's vines and pumpkins were growing while we had nothing planted. In fact, Rudy, (our competitor) was called in to consult and ended up helping to dig trenches in his cowboy boots!
In the end, everyone's pumpkins shriveled and died. I soon found out you have to rotate your crop for a successful harvest. My mom grew a half breed somehow, looks like a cross between a watermelon and a pumpkin with green and orange stripes all around.
Lacking space, my brother David asked if we could grow his pumpkin. He picked his plant, bought it fertilizer and promised to sing to it. In the end I think his pumpkin felt unloved. It grew up pale and .... well, pale. When his wife LIndsey visited it for the first time her first reaction was denial and rejection. Poor pumpkin turned a lighter shade of white ... why don't you love me, mom???
Here is Brooke with the knit pumpkin hat and pumpkin vine scarf I knit her.
Pictured is one of our larger pumpkins. We left the stems long for the time being. They were filled with water so we left it long until it dries out.
I wanted to make her 3 year old cousin, Brandon a pumpkin hat for the pumpkin party. Brandon refused to wear a pumpkin hat, he said the hat was for babies. My husband said, of course he won't wear a pumpkin hat .... he's a boy. Having all girls, a pumpkin hat for a little boy didn't seem implausible. Now I know ........ I always said if I had a boy God help him because I only know girl "things" and this was a perfect example.

Pushing our newly picked pumpkin out of the garden to display in the front yard.
Here is our third giant pumpkin. It is oval shaped and as long as long as the wagon!
Couldn't resist a pumpkin portrait. I know it would have been better if the pumpkin stem was cut down. We felt bad cutting the pumpkins off their vines. The pumpkins were still drinking. We'll cut it when it dries up.
My hard working gardeners. All spring and summer they worked the garden. Every weekend they would go out and pick vegetables, pull weeds and tie our giant tomato bushes to the fences. They netted fruit to keep the birds out and were constantly thrilled by the growth in the garden. We had so much fun ... the pumpkins were the most entertaining.
Last year's party pics .........
Hmmmm...... Uncle David ..... I don't think your so called pumpkin deserves to sit next to the others!

Take it back .... it doesn't even deserve to be called a pumpkin much less be at our party!
Can't believe you tried to enter it ... for shame!
Brooke (right) and her best friend Charley (left) sitting on Aunt Jeanine's winning entries ......
Hard at work carving pumpkins.
Never any winning entries from Aunt Liz and Uncle Ed however every year they never give up trying ... :)
Making messes ........


Pumpkin pie entries ..... yum!

Party's over ...... pooped out.
