Standing beside mama, I watched with wide eyes as she took a kitchen knife and cut a circle in the top of a bright orange pumpkin. Carefully, she lifted the top off and told me to look inside. Standing on tip toes, I peered into the pumpkin. “It’s yucky,” I announced. With even more interest, I watched mama pull out the gooey seeds while she explained, “We have to clean the inside so we can place a candle it.” After several minutes, Mama was satisfied. “Now, we will make a face on the pumpkin.” Taking a pen, she drew two triangle …
