The morning finely came to go pick our pumpkins, the biggest most perfect ones we could find. We loaded in the car and set out as we drew nearer to the entrance the traffic began to build and the police had set up traffic control with their flashing light they direct each car to the entrance. All at once Destiny ducks her head and covered her eyes, I asked her why she was doing that? and her answer to me took me by surprise, "so I don't have a seizure me-maw", and she did not it, was a good day.

As I watched Destiny looking for the perfect pumpkin

This was Destiny's perfect pumpkin.

We laughed and ran and played all the way back to the car, it was a good day. We paid for the pumpkins, and Destiny was right no one would want that tiny green pumpkin and it was on the house, no charge. When it was time to leave we were directed to exit at the other end of the farm so we set off down a long dirt road, that wound back and forth making it twice as long to get out as it did to get in. But lucky for us, Destiny had been practicing for a musical about a circus. With her tiny voice, she sang her song about the circus and the lions. Her voice was clear and she knew each word to the whole song. It was a good day.

All my love to the moon and back, Me-maw
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