Can you believe it, not 24 hours after putting our pumpkins out on our porch, someone decided they would come steal them?! Brian's huge one, along with one other I was going to make pies with, are gone. Thankfully Emma's "bloody" one is still there.
I am so disgusted that someone would do this. I actually made a bet with Brian when we put his pumpkin out, that we would find it smashed in the street on the 31st. I figured it was so big, it would be a temptation. But come on, people. How pathetic do you have to be to steal pumpkins right of a nice family's porch?
At least we got a great opportunity to teach Emma valuable lessons in not taking other people's things, and forgiveness.