Aahh, pumpkin time. What other time of the year will two little girls willingly stick their hands into a gooey slippery mess and smile about it?
This year we had a Mama pumpkin and a baby pumpkin. The girls always sketch out the design and I do the cutting. They do the gutting these days.
Always fun celebrating what one of the girls’ classmates calls “Satan’s Birthday.”
The pumpkin gutting has become quite the family tradition. I clicked around on the old hard drive and found this little gem from six years ago.
I don’t care what the pagan origins of this holiday are. It’s just fun.
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