On Saturday, Abby found the gourd Grandpa Steve gave us to replace the birdhouse gourd that has hung in our tree for a few years and was falling apart. Dad drilled a hole in it for the birds and Abby left to take a bathroom break. Upon returning, she found her brother had that gourd in about ten pieces on the driveway - he was determined to get all of the seeds out, and he did! So that meant we had to get on the phone and request a new gourd. Our inventive daughter still found a way to make use of part of the other gourd - it makes a great bike helmet for her Care Bear! She also had fun decorating it with colored chalk. Making herself comfortable on the tarp is Abby - our little "gourd head." Every time anyone tells Grandpa Steve "Go ahead" he asks, "Did you just call me a gourd head?" So Abby has picked up "gourd head" and we hear that term around our house every now and then.
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