Jack-o-Lanterns

Michelle & Jean joined us last night as we sought to satisfy some pumpkin-carving cravings.

Their Jack-o-Lantern was the happiest, Emma's was the creepiest, Abbie's developed a Raccoon infestation, and Amy's was holier than most.

Happy Halloween!

We wore out our teeth from eating too many roasted pumpkin seeds and had to find replacements mid-way through the evening.

After the kids went to bed, I had time to work on my Jack-o-Lantern. The girls had seen me draw up my pirate ship design before bedtime and it seems it must have disturbed them a little bit. Abbie snuck out of bed quite a while after we put her down to seek some reassurance from me: "There aren't any pirates in Utah, right?"

The Simple Truth

Emma was coloring a picture of Cookie Monster yesterday and I asked her a series of questions about the picture, one of which was whether Cookie Monster was a boy or a girl. "Of course he's a boy!" was her reply; and I followed up with "How can you tell?"; "Because he sweats, and girls almost never sweat." There's just no arguing with the truth.