Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Hey! It's Punkin Time!
It seems that Miss Bebé, The World's Cutest Granchile™, went to Half Moon Bay with her folks last weekend.
This is a family tradition; when Tara and Anne and their cousins Denise, Jessie, Richie, Amanda, Jimmy, Daniel, Colleen, David and Ryan, Courtland and Colin were likkel thangs, Grandma and Grandpa Dresbach would buy them all matching outfits of denim overalls and flannel shirts and some sort of hat, and the entire caravan of grandparents, aunts and uncles and moms and dads and cousins would drive to Half Moon Bay for what we called "The Punkin Hunt." We always preferred huntin' punkins 'cuz they don't run far and are easy to find. However, shooting them tends to leave them shattered and useless, so we just took photos of the millions of Dresbabies with the Giant Orange Squashes. After wandering all over the pumpkin patch, watching the children pick up ALMOST EVERY FRIGGIN' PUNKIN IN HALF MOON BAY, we would make our purchases, pile the lil' darlin's into several cars, then head to the beach for a lunch of KFC and fighting-off yellow jackets and a wind which was sure to blow sand into one's food.
I'm happy to see that Tara and Chris find this a tradition worth keeping. However, I noticed that instead of going to one of the picturesque Pumpkin Patches with the pumpkins spread throughout the farm, they went to what I always called Satan's Punkin Patch, the one with the train and the rides and the hot apple cider and souvenirs, where they've taken a perfectly fine Pagan holiday and COMMERCIALIZED IT!!! Oh well, I'll have plenty of colourful cute-lil-baby-with-pumpkin photos for those slow blogging days.
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