Pumpkin Guts

I love my husband. Here's a great example why. I had the Daddy Daughter Date tonight for our Ward Primary girls and their dads - and a neighbor's dad that we rented. (See previously posted post on 'the nonexistence of a testimony for this job') One activity I decided to do was pumpkin bowling. I told Del that I was going to set up 10 empty plastic 2 liter drink bottles - load them with a little sand - and then get pumpkins to roll at them. Del said - NO - you will NOT roll pumpkins at the plastic 2 liter drink bottles - it's disrespectful to the pumpkins! I looked at him and questioned his medication, and then mine, and said "You're kidding right?" He said, "No, pumpkins are God's creations and you are disrespecting the pumpkin." Needless to say - I still had them roll the heck out of the pumpkins.... if there is a pumpkin hell, I'm first in line. Can I get cool whip with mine? Maybe a candle and a match? I love Del. PS - I resigned from my church job. PPS - I suggest wrapping God's Creation with duct tape as they tend to explode when they hit the church's piano bench... should have sang Halloween songs...