While at a pumpkin patch one year, Elliott promised he would always go pumpkin hunting with me.
Of course, he was a teenager then. Now that he is away at college, he surprisingly continues the tradition. Elliott lives a 5 minute walk away from an amazing glass museum, where you can find unique one of a kind pumpkins. He remembers the little things, like, that I really love a great stem on a pumpkin.
Last year he got me the pumpkin on the left. I assumed the tradition was over. But, it was not. I visited Elliott a few days ago, and complimented that I love the pumpkin he bought himself (the weekend before), and what a great stem! He looked at me like I was a little crazy, and said he had gotten the pumpkin for me!
I know it is silly, but I was so touched by the gesture. As my boys get older, and don't need me much anymore, the fact that I cross their mind at some time during their day, is a wonderful thing.
I cherish these little pumpkins and the years of pumpkin hunting memories they hold!!!
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