For reasons I can't quite put my finger on, Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. I don't particularily like to dress up in a costume. And I definitely don't like to be scared. Maybe it's the time of year (I love fall), pumpkins, and the chocolate bars that I "borrow" from my kids' bags.
Anyhow, one of my least favorite parts of Halloween is the actual carving of pumpkins. The idea of it is fun and creative...but the reality is sore arms and gooky pumpkin guts. This opinion, however, is not shared by the kids who have been bugging me to carve their pumpkins for weeks now. This year I volunteered Fred to head this project. As he handed out the knives, I snapped the pictures. The result: three festively carved pumpkins, roasted pumpkin seeds and a bandaid on Grace's pinky finger. Not bad considering the odds.
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