carving pumpkins.

Before last night, I hadn't carved pumpkins in years. We dragged these in out of the rain, dried them off, and started scooping.


Mine started out in my head as a pretty pumpkin-girl with bangs--and ended up like this . . . . .

As we were starting, I said to MH,

"You know, I don't even like carving pumpkins very much. Everyone else always comes up with a much more creative design than me and then I always feel embarrassed. I'm not creative enough."

Her response was only,

"Ruth, that's my line."

And hers was MUCH more creative than mine (she did the cat).

Kids.