Punkin Carvin'

Ummm we were a little late this year on the pumpkin carving. The home teachers stopped by just as dinner came out of the oven and so an hour later we ate, made the big kids scurry into pj's and then aprons and then set to work. Elijah was having none of it. "Eww Goss!" he said with a shake of his head when I tried to stick his hand inside a pumpkin. Ironically he doesn't like getting his hands messy. I know, it makes me scratch my head too. Anyway he was still incredibly interested in the goings on though.If you look closely you'll notice Lijah's shirt says "Crabby" on it. I'm not ashamed to let him wear this shirt. In fact my good friend Kathy found it for me with him in mind. If any of you have heard me describe this sweet third child of mine you'll recognize this as an accurate description, although with the onset of his language skills the flow of crabbiness from Elijah has ebbed. Still...if the shoe or shirt fits and all...

Alexia going for the good stuff.

The master carver at work.... This is one of the holiday traditions that Darren is really in to. A lot of them I think he does just to humor me, but pumpkin carving is this man's job.

Then momma sat by Mr. Crabby with an almost empty pumpkin and said, "Lijah, get momma that seed." It turned out that then it was so "goss" after all.