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of the three. My son, who was fifteen at the time, lifted the heavy fruit and carried it to the kitchen sink. I couldn't wait to cut and taste the red juicy watermelon and surprise my husband when he got home. My son and I stood at the kitchen counter and I got out the longest and sharpest kitchen knife that I had so that I could cut through this massive watermelon. My son watched intently as I went for the first cut. I laid the knife across the middle of the watermelon and started to cut. I started to think to myself, "boy, this watermelon really has a hard skin." I decided to take the knife and just pierce the center to break through the outer skin. My son watched as I struggled to push the knife through. With much effort, I was able to finally get the knife through the center. As I was cutting I began to see the inside of the watermelon, and to my astonishment the color was not red nor was the fruit wet and juicy as I expected it to be. It was dry and a fleshy white color with large white seeds. "What in the world", I said to my son, "what kind of watermelon is this thing?" I finally got the entire watermelon cut in half and then every thing became clear, this was not a watermelon at all, this was an unripe pumpkin! My son and I just bust out laughing and laughing. We laughed so hard that we had tears coming out of our eyes. I just couldn't wait for my husband to get home to share this with him. The worse part is that we had to tell our family and friends about the watermelon that turned into a pumpkin. Thank goodness my husband and I didn't decide to become farmers. Who knows what would be growing on our little farm.

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