Well, we finally got our pumpkins carved just 3 days before Halloween. With it being in the high 80s consistently until Saturday, it's probably best that we waited. Or just hadn't made the time to do it is more accurate. I still remember being a child and looking forward to carving our pumpkin. I think my kids enjoy it even more. Jaggar is really old enough to enjoy everything now and remember it. He is still talking about the polar bear at the zoo from fall break. I couldn't wait to see his face when we opened the pumpkins.
Ready to see what's inside. (Yes, my kitchen did get a major makeover...which I plan to cover in a post of its own...eventually.)
Look at those faces. That's a green light to make a pure mess. They love it.
I still love the smell of the inside of a pumpkin.
We separated the seeds for baking as I always do. Sage was particularly excited because this is a "free" snack for her. But BOTH kids just loved them. They did turn out really good this year, minus burning a good 2 inches of my thumb on the oven wrack.
Cute
Sage was making a funny face, she said. It is definitely pretend disgust for her because she practically bathes up to her shoulders in pumpkin guts.
This is my white pumpkin! Neither child had any interest in it when we picked them, but I loved it. It's so different.
But it's still totally orange inside.
We clean; Travis carves. We have a pumpkin carving "kit" that I bought at Hobby Lobby years ago. I really just got it for the tools that it came with, but Travis thought that we had to do some of the stencils. I told him that it didn't matter to me, and he could do a typical jack-o-lantern face on the white one. We always do the silly one in the middle, which was Jaggar's. He was happy with anything. But Sage...she chose this crazy haunted house thing that was really difficult. At the last minute, she decided she didn't want that. So with some googling and studying, Travis decided on Hello Kitty for her. I think he did a really good job on it. Sage was very pleased.
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