Okay, so I don't like Halloween. I'd prefer to be the Scrooge with my lights out, hunkered down in the basement with my own big bowl of candy that I'm not sharing. But hey, I have kids, and I'm just not that mean. We made some Halloween decorations that are HAPPY so no kids will get scared when they come to our house. Happy pumpkins and happy ghosties.
So I printed out a bunch of pumpkin faces that I cut up and the boys kind of did a Mr. Potato Head thing and made their favourite faces. And then we carved them. And by we I mean me. And it was just as much NOT FUN as I remember it being the last time I carved a pumpkin, which was probably 20 years ago. But the boys were happy. (Daniel's is a piggy pumpkin, not sure why)
My poor pumpkins. I don't know what I did or didn't do, but it is still one day before Halloween and they are caving in on themselves. Between that and multiple meltdowns today, I was inspired to make the crying baby pumpkin. So much for happy!
We also made some ghosts out of small pop bottles that will (hopefully) look cool with glow sticks lighting them up. They are happy too. And they were more fun to make than the jack-o-lanterns. I'll post a picture of them when I post a picture of the boys with their costumes... So check back!
2 comments:
Multiple stories of epic meltdowns--by well-meaning and/or sadistic friends--was the major reason for my opting to NEVER carve pumpkins with you and your sibs. You're a more courageous mOm than I ever was!
P.S. I love the crying baby pumpkin.
Love mOm
The meltdowns today had nothing to do with the pumpkins... Other than I made the crying baby while I was ignoring a meltdown. :)
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