Over the weekend, my 2 boys carved their pumpkins with help from dad. And I was right there with the camera. Mostly because cleaning the guts of a pumpkin is not my idea of fun. Taking pictures of it, well…is.
And with the exception of a meltdown from a one year old (I don’t even remember why**) and the frustration of a six year old who wasn’t allowed to use the giant carving knife, it went really well.
**Come to think of it, we probably said no to the giant carving knife to Evan as well…


























































































