We carved pumpkins last night. This is the first year that we gave Cody total control over his pumpkin. Which worked out great, with only one very minor lesson in ‘which way the sharp side of the knife needs to point’. Cody did great- he free handed his pumpkin (that’s his pumpkin up above). Mike helped him with the horns (yes, they look like cat ears. But they’re horns, people, HORNS).
I helped Dylan and Evan with their pumpkins- all while braving Mike’s commentary and ‘want me to help you round that out?’ Which, of course, made me want to scream ‘IT’S A FREAKING PUMPKIN!’ But I refrained from screaming at him and instead politely refused.
This is also a lesson in why you don’t let your 10 year old son help your 7 year old son find a pumpkin design on Google Images.
But- we’re not all scary here! Oh no, Dylan’s pumpkin idea is really kinda cool, and I’m quite proud of it. Introducing…
Harry Potter! Harry obviously drank too much pumpkin juice, and managed to turn himself bright orange. Or maybe he was hexed and turned into a gourd. Note the wand. Which Mike added, using one of my crochet hooks.