For someone who loves autumn as much as I do, I’m painfully negligent of fall traditions. I can count on one hand and have fingers left over the times I’ve done pumpkin carving with my kids over the years. The whole thing seemed too exhausting when there were only four… with seven more, I couldn’t even comprehend it.
Lucky for them, Megan came to the rescue today. After she helped manage the kids at their chores, I provided pumpkins and she provided oversight for a pumpkin carving fest. It was a glorious golden mess!
Fuzzy phone pics of a few of the finished faces:
