Carve

What would Halloween be without jack-o-lanterns?

Lame. Really lame.

Never ones to aspire to lameness, we...

...gathered our gourds...


...selected our favorites...


...drew spooky faces....

...wielded sharp knives...

...and cut...

...carefully, with supervision.

We gutted.

I found that giving it a gross name like "gutting" upped the cool factor.

The Boy really liked gutting.

The Girl did not.

At least she tried.

The Girl let it be known that she did not like slimy pumpkin guts.

The Boy then chased her with them.

Insert screams here.

Sorry neighbors.

Mommy gave the hollow pumpkins their spooky visage.

Let me introduce:

Daddy, the skull pumpkin.

Mommy, the diva pumpkin.

The Boy, pirate pumpkin.
(shocker)

The Girl, princess pumpkin.
(double shocker)

The Girl decorated this tiny pumpkin for her pre-k home project. Its name is Punky.

She insisted that Teddy and the dog share it. I am more than willing to oblige.

And there you have it. A whole pumpkin family.

I can't wait to see them all aglow tonight.

Happy Halloween Blog Land!