The pumpkins we bought nearly a week ago, just kept staring at me. Everyday, those passing glances brought dread, and obligation. There isn't much I like about this ritual, besides the adorable/frightening pumpkin faces, and seeing my kids happy, and the pumpkins seeds to snack on at the end of it all. I don't know what it is. The giant sharp knives around the small kids that they just keep trying to grab. "Can I do that eye?" Yikes! Carving pumpkins is a two adult task, so I made Tom help me out right before he headed back to Las Vegas. I must say, the pumpkin we found was a one in a million one. I just kept laughing and laughing. The best part was the no carving necessary.
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Aren't those pumpkin butt cheeks? That's my favorite one.
Pumpkin butt hu?
I don't like carving pumpkins myself. But I was a good mom and let my kids do it themselves. I told them me no likey carving pumpkins and gave them butter knives and sent them outside with their pumpkings. They actually did it!
Thats just cruel amanda to make yer kids carve a pumpkin with a butter knife, it would take them hrs....wait, I take that back, thats genius!
I love carving pumpkins with my kids! It's one of my favorite things about Halloween. I must be a better mom than you. Holy cow! Yes!!!!!
Your kids are so adorable how are you doing give me a call
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