When I started my pumpkin seeds (the second time), I planted a whole bunch just to be sure. And then they all grew. So I promised the Pineapple Dad that he could have whatever I didn't plant. As the weeks went by he would call to check on his pumpkin plant. He even named it. Pumpkin Doodle. Seriously. I'd pick up the phone and the first thing I'd hear was, "How's Pumpkin Doodle?" There were several calls where checking on Pumpkin Doodle was the sole purpose for calling me. Don't worry about how I'm doing.
You may recall that I mentioned my original plan was to dump a pile of dirt in my "garden" and see what happened. Clearly, that did not happen. So after my gardening extravaganza I was left with three pumpkin plants. I called the Pineapple Dad to let him know what to expect and he was thrilled. And they all have names now: Pumpkin Yankee (the northern most pumpkin plant), Pumpkin Doodle, and Pumpkin Dandy. And so what did he do when I took them over? Dumped a pile of dirt on the ground and stuck them in there.