The life and times of Bo Bo the pumpkin only get more interesting. The wildest pumpkin life this side of crazy town has only wackier. Since my previous documentation of Bo Bo's seemingly short life as our house pumpkin he (I feel calling a girl pumpkin Bo Bo is unreasonably harsh) has received a pumpkin sibling. This slightly smaller pumpkin was acquired in Vermont and has provided a fello participant to the daily journeys of Bo Bo.
You may be wonder what the kid has chosen for a name of this new pumpkin? The answer is, well, Bo Bo, a novel choice if you ask me. This addition has lead to some issues in the dueling Bo Bo's lives. Since there are to pumpkins to carry inside and entertain from time to time, which is to say every time, one of the Bo Bos will inevitably fall from the kid's clutches to a short but still sudden impact on the floor. These are the reprecussions of being loved to much, or of just being pumpkin friends to a clumsy over eager two year old.
In an attempt to end on a positive not I feel the need to detail the pumpkins most recent adventure. After retrieving, dropping, picking up, dropping, and finally handing new Bo Bo to me the pumpkins had moved inside. The kid shared her choccy milk, as she refers to it, with both pumpkins she then asked how they were doing. I was at this time quite glad they were incapable of replying as I doubt their conditions would have been positive. The kid then proceeded to watch her favorite television show with the pumpkin twins and promptly moved on. Such are the lives of live in pumpkins, and of the people with them.
Have a great weekend and smile, it could always be worse,
AJ
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