The Great Pumpkin Contest

My family’s dinner conversations have gone from how to eradicate war and famine to the intricacies of growing the biggest pumpkin. (Though I am sure my obsessed husband Jamie would somehow argue the latter is the solution to world peace).

It started out innocently last spring when he planted the first pumpkin seed. (See Jamie’s blog for the full account). Over the summer, he and Hadley religiously watered and watched it grow from a molehill to a mountain.

Unfortunately, so did his competitive drive.

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