Saturday was pumpkin carving night at the Black home. We covered our entire table with newspaper and enlisted the help of our sharpest knives.
Is it just me, or is it kind of fascinating that pumpkins “bleed” when you stab them? Interesting, yet gross.
Don’t be alarmed, this is just my pumpkin-stabby face! Grrrr!
This is Kane’s! Grrr!
The worst part about carving though is yanking out the pumpkin guts. I did save the seeds though and I really want to try roasting them. I’ve never done that before.
The finished products! Kane’s was Iron Man, mine was a crossed eyed freak!
Oh wait, here’s ALL the pumpkins…
I think it took longer for us to pose the kitties like this than it did to carve the pumpkins!
Bella preferred to nuzzle with daddy instead of look at the camera. That’s okay, she’s such a good little nuzzler.
Fizzie got bored with the process apparently. Roarrrrrrr!
Goodnight all! Have a peaceful and cozy night.