We know better than to carve the pumpkin earlier than the week before Halloween... we know because we swim in humidity from late April to mid November. Humidity = rotten carved gourd. This time we outdid ourselves... our pumpkin was rotten before we carved it. Surely a little bit of mold was NOT going to stop this creation (and we didn't know it was rotten until we cut the top off...)
The rot. I was really looking forward to letting the boys play with pumpkin guts. Not this year. Instead, Daddy will do the honors.
The rot. I was really looking forward to letting the boys play with pumpkin guts. Not this year. Instead, Daddy will do the honors.
Gavin was our creative designer for the pumpkin face. He drew his interpretation of a jack-o-lantern on a piece of paper (inside a circle I drew; top left picture) and handed it to his Daddy to replicate on the pumpkin.
P.S. Gavin is wearing his unfinished puppy dog ears during this creative endeavor...
Noah, on the other hand, is harrassing the cat (I guess his way of practicing his puppy role) and exploring...
Hello, Jack.
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