As far as I know, I have never carved a pumpkin before. If I have, I have no memory of it, which means I probably wasn't old enough to be handling a knife. So tonight I crossed off another item from my list of 101 goals and carved a pretty traditional jack-o-lantern. Eleanor helped, of course.
Me (as I pull out the insides): Eww, this is gross.
Hunter: Can you imagine being a coroner?
Me: Hunter! Gross!
Hunter: I'm just trying to make the experience more Halloween-like for you.
He was supposed to have another tooth, but it didn't survive...
Eleanor approves
(Excuse all of the drool - she has another tooth coming in.)
(Excuse all of the drool - she has another tooth coming in.)
1 comment:
Ha! I love that look on her face when you're holding up the lid!! She's growing up so fast!
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