Attacked with markers, knives, scoops and competitive imaginations, they were hacked at, carved up and - in some cases - literally cut in half. All in the name of art... and family traditions.
Pumpkin carving is serious business in our family. The taunting begins almost as soon as the pumpkins appear on the table; and as work commences and piles of seeds and pumpkin goo grow the joking only intensifies.
Since AJ is still too young to be trusted with a knife, he turned instead to a new game. His favorite part, which I'd forgotten about until he asked me just now if there was a picture of it, was trying to sneak pumpkin seeds into everyone else's jack-o-lanterns.
Once each masterpiece is complete, we step back and analyze our work and compare it to everyone else's. Of course candles must be lit and the room darkened in order to fully appreciate this gourd artistry.
This year I went for the clever: spelling out BOO! and using the Os as eyes. Jeff, meanwhile, apparently was inspired by Gene Simmons of KISS. (You can better see the star-shaped eyes and protruding tongue in the bottom photo.)
That's a great tradition!
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