Carving Pumpkins

That is the look of just pure excitement and joy and wonder about what the heck are we doing? This is the first time Miss K has really understood the whole pumpkin thing and she couldn't wait, Emma either, to get out in the Sac and decorate some spooky jack o' lanterns.

Now pay no attention to the fact that my daughters' hair is not brushed and that they look like a ragamuffin crew. It's pumpkin carving, it's down and dirty, icky and sticky, and a job for Dad. I don't touch that stuff!

There aren't as many pictures of this exciting event as I wanted, Alli was out there somewhere too. I was sick. Maybe it was my bad attitude from the day before festering in my chest as a cold. Maybe it was the second serving of apple cobbler. Maybe it was watching Tom Brady go off, and why not, since he was my fantasy football opponent's starting quarterback. But whatever it was, I was not well, so when Kathryn, who was so excited about carving her pumpkin decided that watching SpongeBob was more her cup of tea, I happily went in with her, leaving the pumpkin guts all to Steven.

And me, I'm feeling better thanks! Or at least I thought I was. A receiver caught an 80 yard TD from Brett Farve tonight. No, I'm not playing against him, he's just sitting on my BENCH! Yeah, I think I'm going to be sick.