Ok, so are there ever those posts you meant to do, but never got around to. Well, this is one of those. I think I've mentioned before that we love Halloween in our house. A lot. Every year we carve pumkins. But this year there was a new development. Here let me show you:

Here is cute little Nora. She loved every minute of digging her hands into the slippery goo of the pumpkin guts. She love weilding a knife (with daddy's help, of course!). And I don't know how, but her pumpkin even ended up looking like her. It's her pumpkin doppleganger.

Brian thinks he's hilarious. I've learned that this "vomitting" out the pumpkin innards is a family tradition. You can't break tradition! Ok, so I think it's pretty funny too. But don't tell Brian.
Then there's Ethan...

He has decided that the worst smell on the planet is pumpkin pulp. He could barely stay in the room. He was gagging and almost throwing up every time he got a whiff. He would not come near the pumpkins.

I eventually tied a bandana around his face ala old west train robbers. That helped for a little while. It was so funny.

Nora loves it, but check out Ethan in the background. I made butternut squash the other night and Ethan wouldn't eat it because, "It smells like pumpkin."
Last year:

Oh well.