Trick and Treat Time

The time is now, the time is here, Halloween is drawing near. The other day we went down the road to where a local farmer had set up shop and was selling Fall-ish type things, and we let the boys pick out their pumpkins. We got a couple of fat orange ones, and got a pretty good deal on the price too, so it all worked out. Paul and I went to work carving on them, though it was mostly my job once Paul saw the guts inside and refused to stick his hand in to tear them out. So I had to rip out all the nasty, slimy junk inside, and thankfully... I survived. Adam thoroughly enjoyed trying to eat his pumpkin, and while Paul ran circles around the yard as usual, I had too much fun carving.

All kinds of pumpkins to choose from: little ones, big ones, fat ones, thin ones!

Adam picked this nice chunky one. Go figure.

He seemed pretty happy with it.

Stick it with a knife, cut its flesh off and rip out its insides. Such a violent craft.

Uh, I'll not be putting my baby soft hands in that smelly, sticky junk.

Num num num, give me food! I don't care if it's not edible, I'll eat it!

He carved it all himself. A natural pumpkin carver.

Adam didn't want to put his hands in either. Or his face... uh, Paul... don't put his head in there.

Excellent work Adam Michael.

Granny G and Grandpa Bill will be here in a few days, and then it's time to forage around the neighborhood for chocolate and sugar based food products. Should be excellent.