We haven’t made it to the pumpkin patch yet, but we did find a Harry sized gourd at the grocery store this weekend. I told him he could take it home if he didn’t throw it on the ground… he carried it through the whole store and was very serious about his job. It did fall at one point and by the look on his face, I could tell he was concerned that I was going to take it away. I don’t think he’s ever held on to anything that long… except maybe the pear he carried around the grocery store last week.
Best 41 cents I’ve ever spent.