Pumpkins

With the Thanksgiving Service at school next week along with the Harvest Dinner at church I thought the timing perfect to do a bit of fall fun with the boys. Pumpkin carving. And given their fondness of knives, any activity involving knives is sure to be a big hit amongst the masses, right?

This was a first for me so I schooled myself in the art of pumpkin carving via google. After cleaning the insides and drawing the faces we set at it.


At first I let them try a bit on their own, but after I saw that taking forever and a day I took to guiding their hands.


Paul got a big kick out of "poking" the pumpkins, which he kept repeatedly saying throughout his turn with the knife.

"I pokin' it!"

Morgan watched all these proceedings perched on the back of the couch...

Now that we are finished I can say it was a fun activity and a success, but there were moments in the midst where I thought surely I was out of my mind when I undertook this suicide mission. I don't know how many times I said the following...

Get off the table.
Stop shaking the table.
Don't touch the blade.
Put that down.
You'll drop it on the floor.
It's not your turn yet.
Don't touch the blade.
DON'T TOUCH THE BLADE!!!

And so, internet people, the end result in spite of the craziness,
is as Jason put so well...

"Now we have pumpkins in our family!"

There was no blood. Nobody lost any fingers. I have regained my sanity, but am just crazy enough to attempt this again next year.

Because...

My boys had fun and are happily tucked up in their beds dreaming sweet dreams of stabbing pumpkins...