I must be getting old, un-fun and cantankerous. As a kid I remember squishing pumpkin guts between my hands, taking in that smell of a raw, just-opened pumpkin and scraping the inside walls with all my might. But as I have gotten older, admittedly, I am not a fan of carving pumpkins. Luckily for the girls their Daddy is still a good sport! Tonight, my Little Women scooped our pumpkin's guts, Justin carved a spooky cat face, and my contribution...well, I snapped a blurry pic. Hey, maybe I will do better next year! ;)