‘Tis The Season

For carving pumpkins.

Last night was our annual pumpkin carving experience. Always a mess joy.

Some were slightly reluctant to participate.

But such reluctance never lasts long.

Pretty soon it’s kicks and giggles for everyone.

The Boy new just what to do. And got right to work.

Boys are gross.

Miss Thing was ready to work too. Although we had to talk her out of washing her hands after each extraction. Don’t you love the mouth-open-while-at-work look. She’s my daughter.

The final product. David always does such a great job. I tend like these sort of things better when I don’t have to them.

Until next year!