Pumpkin Friday

My husband is into carving pumpkins. I mean, seriously into carving pumpkins. He spent roughly four hours Friday afternoon carving them, and wanted to do more Saturday. He's crazy. David and Henry. . . notsomuch into scooping out the "goo" from inside the pumpkins. Or into carving them into anything resembling a cute pumpkin. They just wanted to hack the hell out of them because they were using something sort of like a knife. Then they mixed the goo around with a wooden spoon. They wouldn't use anything with a smaller handle, because they might have to touch the stuff! The boys and I tired of the whole process much sooner than did Chris, but he did a great job! Like Henry's hair? It stuck up like that for two days. It's not a shadow, I truly let him walk around in public with that mess. It's all about picking my battles. . .