Gregg had a huge garden and loved to drive the grandchildren out there with his lawn tractor and trailer. Kendra, Kylie, Jack and Ben would fight for a position on Grandpa's lap or snuggle together in the trailer. The grandkids didn't eat the tomatoes or onions but were so proud when they appeared on the dinner table.
Gregg also planted pumpkins each June and watched them grow in anticipation of Columbus Day weekend when our son and daughter would bring their families out to the lake to harvest the pumpkins. The little ones would select the pumpkin they wanted for themselves and which ones they thought their parents should have. It was surprising that no one argued or fought over pumpkins. Once one was claimed, they would simply search for another. We loaded them into the trailer, hauled them to the house, and made a big production of washing and lining them up. It was our favorite Kodak moment, capturing beautiful fall colors and the joyous interaction between cousins in cherished photos.
At the end of this special weekend, each family would drive away with their four pumpkins. . . tall, chubby, squatty, and monstrous. Later in October, we would get pictures of everyone carving them at home and the final jack-o-lanterns staged on front porches.
Unfortunately, this is our last Fall Harvest of Grandpa's treasures. He left us 14 huge pumpkins and 9 buckets of the funkiest gourds, but we had to collect them without Grandpa.
Here is what the girls did with their pumpkins this year. Anna always tries to match the costumes that the girls will be wearing. Quite creative, wouldn't you agree? It's Belle and a butterfly fairy.
|Kendra and Kylie helped decorate a few of the pumpkin cookies earlier in the month.|
|Aren't they the cutest assistants?|
Little Kylie refers to me as "Cookie Grandma." How could I not return to the kitchen and live up to my name? I decided to make pumpkin cookies for the Women's Club bake sale to honor our fall family tradition of Gathering Grandpa's Pumpkins. I kept it simple. My only requirement was that they had to have happy faces . . . to remind me of all the blessings I gathered with Gregg.