Pumpkins

This past weekend I took the kids to a harvest party.  We spent the evening carving pumpkins, roasting hot dogs, singing, going on a hay rack ride, conversing with friends, running around chasing other kids, playing with glow sticks (or glue sticks as Aric calls them) and roasting marshmallows.  The kids were up past their bedtime and had a wonderful time.  I am thankful to have friends who are thoughtful enough to include us in their activities.

One of the most exciting parts of the night was the pumpkin carving.  Aric and Kellyn were able to pick out their own pumpkins and request the type of face they wanted carved into it.  They aren't pumpkins that will win any kind of contests, but the kids were pleased to have their very own pumpkin.  We brought our pumpkins home and set them on our doorstep.

Since the party it has been unseasonably warm (in the 80's) and the pumpkins have shriveled up in the heat. Aric is quite upset every time he sees his pumpkin. He specifically requested his pumpkin have a smiley face and the newly shriveled up face looks scary not happy.  There is no way to explain to a three year old about pumpkins, heat, and rotting.

Thankfully we have two more pumpkins left to carve.  We're leaving them for this weekend.  Hopefully they will take his mind off the little, shriveled up, scary pumpkin sitting on our doorstep.