A few weeks ago, back in October, I told my dad we needed some pumpkins. He bought three one day and I had to wait patiently until Halloween day to carve them (they'd rot otherwise). So October 31 rolled around and my dad woke me up early.. ahem 9am... to start the carving.
Can you tell I just woke up?
It started out as a friendly endeavor.
Until my dad decided it was a competition and he was the only judge. Here he is with his award winning H1N1 pumpkin.
Our little pumpkin family.
Dad's
Christie's
Mine
so fun! i laughed out loud at your dad's name. haha! yall are so cool.