Pumpkin Carving

Four children, two pumpkins. (One dog, who likes to be around the doings at the table.)

First you take the lids off...

Fenna explores.

Then you scoop the guts out...

Fenna feeds pumpkin goop to Daisy, who is always ready to eat. Always. At least pumpkin is good for dogs! (Unlike chocolate, onions, walnuts and used kleenex, all of which she is eager to eat. EAGER.)

It took Dries a little time to become willing to explore, but with some encouragement and some strategic ignoring of the boy, he came around.

"YUK! This is cold and slimy!!!" (He says, with great enthusiasm, having learned our Vocabulary Words for the day, along with "slippery", "slithery", and "ooze".)

Addie had no such reservations.

Nor did Ada.

Four children, two complete and lit pumpkins.

 Fenna checks out the finished happy face.

 

Dries attempts to make an angry face like the pumpkin. I know, he looks more like he's suffering a bit of gas, but really? That is an ANGRY face.

And this? All appearances to the contrary, this is NOT a happy dance. This is three toddlers going, "Grr, Grr, Grr! I am ANGRY!!!!"

Isn't so cute the way they can't fake angry?

(Wouldn't it be even cuter if they didn't do it for real? And even cute0cute-cuter if they didn't do it for real about SERIOUSLY IMPORTANT THINGS like ... what colour their socks are?) Ah, such are the dreams of parenthood.  :)

Happy Halloween, everyone!!