But, when he left this morning with three surgeries planned from overnight (Halloween does bring out the freak shows) and who knows what coming in today, I realized it was going to be left up to Mommy this year.
All things considered, I was pretty happy with our little guy in the end.And so were the girls 🙂When I started making scary noises, the girls felt the need to state their dominance
Once they were sure he knew his place, Mary Aplin decided to welcome him in a way all her own 🙂Finally, we took Darby’s advice and roasted the seeds…Now nobody’s pumpkin is safe from my knife 🙂 They are DELICIOUS!!!!!!! Even the girls ate them up.Did any other child of the 80s grow up with a “real” popcorn machine. The kind you plugged in on the counter, filled with oil and kernels, and then WATCHED the magic happen. That is what these seeds tasted like to me. I felt like I was back, sitting on the counter top, with brown linoleum visible between my swinging feet. Ummmm, I can taste that popcorn now. WATCH OUT FOR YOUR PUMPKINS 🙂