Tonight we had our annual neighborhood pumpkin-carving party, and had a pretty big crowd. Our whole downstairs was filled with pumpkin guts and laughing kids, so it was all good.
Although Zack got as far as scooping out his pumpkin, after that chore he decided it would be more fun to run around the backyard screaming with his friends. Still, Alex and Kyra carved some nice ones, and of course I did my usual “Classic Jack” job.
