"Awwh, babies are always so cute. I have no idea what to do with them. I don't know how parents manage." She winks at them, playful, but she means it. Some people are enchanted by babies and just have to hold them. Abby is happy to look from a distance with the intermediary of the parental units.

But she's also happy to hold the pumpkin for the little boy to bat at. The pumpkin makes a softer rumbling noise when bopped, and quivers a little in her grasp.

"...huh. I wonder if they recognize children?" She keeps the stem turned away so the baby can't accidentally touch it--pumpkin stems can be a bit rough and prickly. But the flat side is just smooth and warm from the sun.