Madelyn wanted no part of sticking her hands in the 'nasty' and 'gross' (her words) pumpkin innards. Carlyn stepped up to the plate to give it a go.
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| Do I or don't I? That is the question. |
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| I'm thinking. |
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| Still thinking. |
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| She goes for it! |
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| And that was the end of that. She wanted nothing more to do with this business. |
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| Holden stepped in to finish the job. |
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| Bonnie was a good sport about pumpkin guts, too. |
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| The Littles are just wild about this little fella. |
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| She held tight to her sketchbook where she had drawn ideas for faces to carve. |
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| He finally got her. The claw has chosen. |
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| Pumpkin guts on the arm. Cracks me up. |














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