We just did some pumpkin carving tonight! At last was probably thinking Wolfie, as he wanted very badly to make Jack O'Lanterns. We did two, this is the first. Or, as Wolfie calls it, "his" pumpkin, as it is the smallest one. He chose the design himself and did most of the emptying of the content himself too, albeit with some help from me. When he was struggling with the seed or the pumpkin juice, he kept telling me: "I need the big hand", which is Wolfism for "I need daddy's hand to scoop the inside of the pumpkin." But it was great fun and there were lots of giggles. Wolfie may not like Halloween as much as his dad, but he sure fully embraces the pumpkin carving part and it is now a family tradition.
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
it's wonderful!
ReplyDeleteWhat fun you must have had and what a trooper to hang in there cleaning out the guts!
ReplyDeleteWell done, Wolfie (and Dad)!
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