There are some things that always stay the same.
Pumpkin carving is a favorite tradition in our family.
Friday night we went out on a hunt. Normally we wouldn’t wait quite this long to find the perfect pumpkins, but with packing and moving, the hunt for pumpkins got moved down on the priority list. We ended up at our local grocery store and lucky for us, they had four left. One was a bit soft so we heaved three big ole’ pumpkins and 5 bags of candy into our cart and headed for the checkout.
Last night, after our visit from Grandma and Grandpa, we designed and carved pumpkins. Sam and Mason shared a pumpkin and designed a very sinister face with horns and a vampire mouth. Alice went with the star eyes (oh so fun for mom to cut out) and a huge smile. Kinda like an Alice self portrait. Paige’s pumpkin took the cake. She had glasses and freckles. Scott got very creative with a bike tool from the garage and made a lot of freckles on that pumpkin. Carving pumpkins is always a ton of fun and we wouldn’t miss it for the world, even during a move. Who knew that packing paper would work great to save the table from pumpkin guts.
After the official pumpkin picture, we devoured the roasted seeds and headed for bed. Well, five of us headed for bed and one of us went for a run. I won’t mention who went for a run.
Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa for driving up to Frisco for a fun but way to short visit! More on that later.