For the last couple years I haven't been able to really build the kind of holiday memories that I have dreamed about. Last year we were moving Halloween night, the year before we were running circles around ourselves being parents of two.
This year, we are settled in our new house and I am so excited to roll out the holiday red carpet for the kids. Decorations. Parties. Trick or Treating. Thomas the Elf. Baking. Thanksgiving feast at our house. Hold onto your comfort zone Handy Man, we are going to do it ALL this year!
My Brown Eyed Girl helped me with the fall decorations.
The kids taped jack-o-lantern cut outs on the windows.
Last weekend, we went shopping for pumpkins.
As a child, I loved drawing and decorating pumpkin faces. But secretly, I always wished my parents would buy those fancy cut out kits from the stores. While shopping for our pumpkins, I felt the kid in me leap at the sight of those little kits by the Halloween costumes and found myself reaching for one. Those cool pre-drawn faces, witches and cats. Tiny orange carving kits. I was getting so excited!
We got home and after lunch I laid out news paper on the table. I took out the old metal, hand-me-down serving spoons that I have no doubt my parents used while we were scooping out our pumpkins when Rah Rah and I were kids.
In order to avoid a trip to the ER, Handy Man cut out the pumpkin tops.
Mr Blue Eyes was not really quite sure what to think about the inside of his pumpkin.
I told him to scoop out all the seeds with his hands.
I wish I could say he cleaned out his pumpkin with excitement. But he was not impressed with the feel and texture of the pumpkin insides. Me either buddy. But no fear, daddy is here!
Unfortunately, Handy Man and I were not on the same page for pumpkin carving. Or maybe we were on the same side of the page. Neither one of us likes to scoop out the pumpkins. We both only like the carving part. Shoot!
So what does every Wonder Mother have to do in a situation like this? Hand the wimpy daddy the camera and grab that spoon and scoop.
Scoop, while both kids watch.
Once the dirty part was over, Handy Man swooped back in for the carving part. Of course!
A ghost, a kitty, and a Boo later and our pumpkins were done.
When it got dark, I put a tea light candle in each one.
The kids were amazed when I turned off the porch light and our pumpkins glowed. My Brown Eyed Girl thought our pumpkins were magical. They are pretty magical. They made a great day of picking, scooping and carving magical for our family.
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