Anna's pumpkin vine could no longer handle the heat, so the pumpkins had to come off the vine this weekend. Thanks to Poppa for tending it in his garden over the hot summer months for her!
Anna called them.
From You Are Special:
"Eli stooped down and picked him up
and set him on the bench. 'Hmm,' the maker spoke thoughtfully
as he looked at the gray dots.
'Looks like you've been given some bad marks.'
'I didn't mean to, Eli. I really tried hard.'
'Oh you don't have to defend yourself to me, child.
I don't care what the other Wemmicks think.'
'You don't?'
'No and you shouldn't either. Who are they to give stars or dots?
They're Wemmicks just like you.
What they think doesn't matter, Punchinello.
All that matters is what I think.
And I think you are pretty special.'
Punchinello laughed.
"Eli stooped down and picked him up
and set him on the bench. 'Hmm,' the maker spoke thoughtfully
as he looked at the gray dots.
'Looks like you've been given some bad marks.'
'I didn't mean to, Eli. I really tried hard.'
'Oh you don't have to defend yourself to me, child.
I don't care what the other Wemmicks think.'
'You don't?'
'No and you shouldn't either. Who are they to give stars or dots?
They're Wemmicks just like you.
What they think doesn't matter, Punchinello.
All that matters is what I think.
And I think you are pretty special.'
Punchinello laughed.
'Me, special? Why?
I can't walk fast. I can't jump.
My paint is peeling.
Why do I matter to you?'
Eli looked at Punchinello,
put his hands on those small wooden
shoulders, and spoke very slowly.
'Because you're mine.
That's why you matter to me.'
Punchinello had never
had anyone look at him like this--
much less his Maker.
He didn't know what to say...
'Remember,'
Eli said as the Wemmick walked out the door,
'you are special because I made you.
And I don't make mistakes.'
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