Stone Soup by Jan Eliot for October 28, 2002
Transcript:
Joan: Here we are, Max! Thistlewood Famrs! Wally: Let's find a perfect pumpkin! Max: Da! Wally: That's a nice one...but there's a whole field to pick from. Max: Da!! Wally: So, why did we drive an hour when we could have picked one out at foodway? Joan: Just drink your cider.
In my family, everyone gets their own pumpkin.