Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Got home from Font around midnight on Saturday night (Halloween) to see a single carved pumpkin at home with a light inside. In the morning it transpired that someone that evening had taken Connor's pumpkin and smashed it just around the corner. I was taken with his reaction - very laissez-faire and musing on how he had the enjoyment from making the pumpkin. He was just a bit disappointed that I didn't get to see it. He's almost human sometimes!