Friday, November 6, 2009

Carving pumpkins

Pumpkins.

Selected with love, perfectly picked out by each child. A name written on in the grocery store so as not to be confused with someone else's pick.

The drawing of the lid. Cut at an angle or your lid will fall in and wipe out your candle (you MUST use real candles. It's cooler.)


We put on "Christmas Through the Years" (a Hufford thing...I've been indoctrinated) and the scooping begins. We choose the floor because it's in need of a mop anyway. (It's always in need of a mop.)


Mat has a bounty of "brains".


Ethan puts his back into it.


He appreciates the beauty of slime.


Laney isn't so sure. The tongue says "ehk." Big sister steps in.


Babies are given "knives" and the carnage begins.


Megan stabs with abandon...


Mathew concentrates, doesn't chit chat...he's focused on teeth, and teeth alone.


Ethan's going for a "dragon fang" look. And mean eyes (with eyebrows, if possible).


I recreated a pumpkin my dad made as a kid (the one behind the one I'm working on) and then help Meg finish her mouth.


Mark went for the very scary and found an example online (he's a computer nerd 365 days of the year...even Halloween)
Left to right: Mom, Dad, Megan, Ethan, Laney, Mathew

**this is probably the first time we've sat next to each other since Chicago. Pumpkin proxies....romantic.

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