When I think of carving pumpkins, I remember it being a huge pain. Cutting the top big enough, scraping out all of the stuff, cutting the face: these are all difficult things for me. I was reminded of all this as we carved our pumpkins last night.
Don't get me wrong, it was fun, but it is a lot of work. Sadly, our pumpkins turned out kind of lame anyway (mine is the ugly one on the right, Eric's is on the left). Oh well, at least we tried.
Amos was asleep for most of the ordeal, but we woke him up long enough for a photo op.