Carving our first pumpkin

We had hoped to be joining the annual pumpkin carve-off at the Nevins this year but sadly, a snotty nose and some rain precluded our journey over. We did, however, manage our own small gooey mess on the kitchen floor and captured some carving action in the collage and video below.

(Please excuse my numerous attempts to get him to say "pumpkin." Before the camera came out he was running around saying it over and over and it was so cute....anyway, on to the show...)



Nattie loved cleaning out the inside pumpkin guts but got a little hung up on piecing the pumpkin back together after daddy cut out the pieces.

Older, bigger . . .

. . . but still really cute.

So...it happened...today at Costco...

Ok, so I have heard that pregnant gals crave strange things like dirt, clay, and a whole list of inedible substances that up until today I've thought unbelievable. And then...waiting for Nana in Costco a guy had a whole flat cart filled with enormous jugs of delicious? Pinesol. It's weird but I really did look at them and think they would be good in some way...strange. Of course, I did naturally wonder why the heck would one person need soooo much Pinesol in the first place?? And then I thought it sounded yummy... Anyway, I am sure that I can fight the urge...but Love, don't be stressed if you come home to a house smelling like sparkling wave tonight. I'll be more inclined to clean the floor more often these next few days but that's all I'll do....I swear! :)

In other news...

We went to Bishop's Pumpkin Patch in Wheatland this Monday. Good times. Great corn dog....pretty good pie. Looking forward to an Apple Hill trip soon, though!!



AND Papa's Pirate party week is worth a little mention...

Rodney's office had a week long employee appreciation party and while it didn't help the impression of lax state workers it did include free breakfasts, lunches, eye patches, and walking the plank...AND we scored a nice date night prize at Pyramid Alehouse! Way to go, Babe!! ARRRR!!

They copy everything