When we went to the farm this year the boys decided they wanted a “family” pumpkin. A huge one that we could carve. Honestly, there was a bit of a pumpkin tantrum going on. I was at the point where I needed to take a deep breath, choose if it was truly worth the battle that was about to begin, and then just say “hell with it” and get the ginormous pumpkin.
Day after day they asked about carving the pumpkin. “When are we going to finally do it!?” So on Halloween Eve my husband dragged the monstrosity into the house and got ready to get messy. They planned the design together but dad, the artist of our clan, was to do the carving. The boys job…removing the guts of the pumpkin.
We’ve never carved a pumpkin before. We usually just paint them. Well just by the pictures below you can tell what the boys thought of pumpkin carving. “Gross!” “Disgusting!” “Nasty!”
They insisted on wearing yard gloves.
Then I told them I was going to take the guts and bake them in the oven. Double GROSS!
They immediately requested showers and Daddy had to finish the job. And I must say he did an AWESOME job!