I HATE carving pumpkins. I just hate it. I don't really know why. But I HATE it.
I could skip it.
Tell the kids that we don't do it, only other people do.
But that would be wrong and terribly selfish.
So we carve pumpkins.
This year, I waited until the very last day possible, the day before Halloween. I got changed into comfy clothes, put cardboard out over the table and dove in.
It wasn't so bad.
We slid right past bedtime.
The kitchen was disastrous.
But we had a super fun time. And that's all that matters.
Trick or treating the next night was also great, we went in OUR OWN neighborhood, which was a first. Lots of people outside doing cool scary things and many houses gave out BIG candy bars, which was surprising. Grandpop came up from NC to join in the Halloween fun. When we got back home with our neighbors, friends, Grandpop and a nephew in tow, the kids did the Great Candy Swap and enjoyed their loot.
Riley, who had walked the entire 2.5 mile path, actually asked to be put to bed as the Swap was still going on.
RJ rode in his little red push-car and instead of saying, "Trick or Treat" he Quacked at every stop, which in some cases caused women to be overcome by his cuteness and give him MORE candy.
Riley gave her pumpkin hands and feet
Chase and his Gook
Trapped in his seat for containment purposes, RJ put stickers on his and scribbled with a marker.
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Riley the Bee at her preschool parade
Quack Quack!
The Great Candy Swap
And there our happy pumpkins sit, even the big one which I didn't feel like carving!!
