(sniff, sniff - I kinda miss this little tiny version of him)
For comparison's sake...here is a pumpkin picture from this year
And then we raided the grandkids dress up box and added a tiara, pearls, and a feather boa
And then we left.
And we waited.
and waited and waited and waited
And hubs about had a COW wondering if they'd found it yet.
He picked up the phone to call them and I made him hold off, because if I know my parents - their silence means they found the 80 pound pumpkin on their toilet and were going to keep their traps shut in order to throw us off and start plotting their revenge.
He couldn't stand it.
He called...and they played stupid. He got nothing out of them at all.
Then we found out my sister in law had been there with the kids before my parents even arrived home,
So he called HER...and got NUTHIN.
"Pumpkin?" she said...
"What pumpkin? I don't know what you are talking about"
So then we had nothing to do but wait...which we did. Wondering when they were going to strike back.
Until one day, we opened our fridge and found this: