So...we finally got around to carving a pumpkin last night...our Veteran's Day Eve pumpkin, I suppose. Our big pumpkin, AKA Mr. Potato Head Pumpkin Pirate, had gone a little mushy...the little pumpkin from the pumpkin patch had likewise gone to the great compost pile in the sky...the little one Little Miss painted at school is looking good, but she didn't want to mess up her beautiful painting...so we settled on the decorated one that she made at Calloway's.
She felt the feel of the pumpkin "guts" was a little too...icky, so Loverboy found her a pair of gloves she could use to pick out all the seeds so we could roast them. MMMMmmmm pumpkin seeds, butter and seasoning salt....mmmmm.
And to add a little more seasonality to the evening, Little Miss donned the classic "Indian crown" (her words) and danced around the Veteran's Day Eve pumpkin. It's just a mishmash of Fall festivities around here!
And, just to mention it, for the first time in ten years of teaching U. S. History, I managed to wrap up World War I on November 11th! No one seemed as impressed as I was. Sigh.
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