We picked our pumpkins a week and a half before we carved them and the wait was complete and utter torture for Boy Howdy. We tried explaining that if we carved them too early they would go bad, and I think he understood in concept, but it didn't make waiting any easier for this Halloween loving boy.
He was so excited to carve he wanted to start the moment he got home from school. I was so proud of him. This was the first year that he more or less did the carving from beginning to end. Other than cutting the initial hole, he excavated, designed and carved all by himself.
Chewkie was much more interested in playing with friends so she got a later start. She still did the excavating by herself and she designed the face, but she was much more lackadaisical about the execution of it all. Pops to the rescue.
My pumpkin and Matthew's pumpkin. I love how warty mine is. Matthew's is Minecraft inspired.
Boy Howdy's pumpkin and Chewkie's pumpkins. I love that out of all of our pumpkins, Chewkie had the most sinister one.
Happy almost Halloween!
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