"The fwirrel ate my punkin!"

This morning when we were at the top of the stairs ready to come down Lilly yelled, "The fwirrel ate my punkin!" I had no idea what she was talking about since we have curtains on our front door and we were at the top of the stairs but lo and behold a squirrel had been munching on one of Lilly's pumpkins over night. Though she was laughing at first she quickly got angry with the squirrel...
She decided she would hold the pumpkin up high so he couldn't eat it anymore. This worked until we had to leave for art class. So she ended up deciding that the squirrel could have this pumpkin but she was taking her pumpkin and her shisher's pumpkin inside for safe keeping.

When we got home from art the squirrel had really had a feast - stem and all...

Here he is in action...