Or we could call it the party where I fully realized my house is too small. Or my family is too big. It's one of those two. Because we filled my entire dining room and kitchen carving pumpkins.
You'd think I would have learned after last year and put something down on the floor so that pumpkin guts wouldn't get everywhere. You'd think wrong. Next year you better believe I will. Especially after Marrissa threw pumpkin guts!
Look at everyone! This pumpkin carving is serious business. Mason even got Grandma to carve.
Olivia. She wasn't so sure. But every year my Dad talks about how one of his favorite photos of Olivia is when she was one and helping carve pumpkins. Her arm all the way in. She did a good job cleaning her pumpkin out and then I helped.
The rest of the group.
My poor Dad had some stiff competition. Last year his pumpkin didn't compete with all of the stenciled ones. So this year he wasn't messing around.
Meanwhile, Olivia was still scooping.
Preston taking care of business.
Poor guy. I made him help this year. Last year he stuck around long enough to pick what he wanted his pumpkins to look like. And then bailed. No go dude. He had to help scoop. And carve.
My best girl!
Addy just loves Olivia! And Olivia just loves Addy. And Summer her twin!
Helping carve her pumpkin. And totally freaking me out.
Notice the seriousness of my Dad.
Before long the kids had all disappeared. Off to play. While the adults were left carving pumpkins. I was pretty proud of Preston this year he hung out long enough to carve his pumpkin before taking off!
The finished project!
Not too shabby!