This year Joel had his heart set on making a jack-0-lantern. Every time he said the word, he emphasized the "o". Instead of "jackalantern, " he always said, "jack-o-lan-tern."
Normally I'm leary of using a sharp knife because all of ours really are only pseudo-sharp, which is scarier. The scariest part of Halloween, actually, for me! Paul was sick and rundown, so I did the deed. I remember loving the way Joel put his arm around my neck while I was carving. He loved the way I cut out the triangles. You would've thought I was Michelango the way he lauded my creation. In times like these, I realize my mothering still has some warm fuzzy effects on one of my children.
He wanted a specific shape mouth, so I had him draw it with a pen first. "It's all in the details," he said, the true artist that he is. I was just glad I didn't give Jack-o here a root canal AND a front tooth extraction while I was going for said details.
I took some pictures of Joel in costume (Optimus Prime) holding the prized pumpkin, but he deleted it when I wasn't looking. He's self-conscious these days. Then he set it down on the front porch where he had created something with sidewalk chalk. With camera in hand, he proceeded to become a Pumpkin Paparazzo. Voila!
When we lit Jacko's tea light candles, Joel exclaimed, "Cool! Awesome!"
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Cool! Awesome! Jack-O-lan-terny fun!
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