Painting Pumpkins

"I don't want to deal with the mess of carving pumpkins!" I told myself. "The boys don't know how to use knives (safely), and I just mopped the floor. Let's paint our pumpkins this year." 

And so we did.

And that is when I learned that painting pumpkins does not prevent any of the mess of dealing with a pumpkin related holiday tradition.

So we gave in and sliced the bigger two pumpkins open. Mostly because you can't roast pumpkin seeds if you plan to only paint a pumpkin.

Plus every two-year old deserves the opportunity to dive into a fresh batch of pumpkin guts.

We left the carving to the adult supervision.

With eager minors looking on.

And luckily we had a birthday candle on-hand to see how they glowed once lit.

Then it was my turn to rediscover I lack any sense of artistic ability.

This started as a ghost. Then turned into a spider. Then became a typical jack-o-lantern face, then morphed into a cat. A black cat in the name of Halloween spookiness.

Before we knew it, it was Halloween day. I'll let you guess how long Eli wore the full costume I slaved so many hours over.

Juuuuuuuuuuuust long enough to get this picture taken of him:

And then he ripped it off to go trick-or-treating. I had a feeling that would happen, but I convinced myself the headlights would motivate him to keep the full ensemble on in the dark. Twas not the case. But Carson's costume was a big hit! He even got special treats at some people's houses because he was dressed so cute! I'll take it!