Well, we got a pumpkin to carve yesterday. Kym and I got it out this afternoon. Kym browsed the web for nice designs while I cut out the top and stuck my hand down in the goo to get the seeds and clean it out. I thought the boys might like helping me with this task, but they didn’t like the slimyness either! They were definitely curious, however, and showed no hesitation in wanting to stir, scoop and dump the seeds out after they were separated from pumpkin slime.

I asked PJ what kind of face he wanted. Happy or sad – he said sad. Silly or mad – he said mad. In jest, I said, how about a Poppa face? He really latched onto that. Make my Poppa! he said. So, we got out his picture and tried to draw a Poppa face on the pumpkin. Is that my Poppa? he asked. Then he asked, Is that a monster? (Probably the more accurate assumption of the two.)

So then I asked Uncle Mark if he had a dremel tool. Well, turns out he has a little drill – a rotozip. So we got it out to test it. Actually worked pretty well. And excited the boys for sure. We’d say, ready, set… and boys would say GO. And I would turn it on and start at it. Little pumpkin shrapnel everywhere. Beats sawing at the darn thing with a knife! Anyway, it didn’t turn out so pretty, but we had some fun. PJ wanted to headbutt the pumpkin (he headbutts his Poppa) and so then, of course, so did Brock.

Partway through the drilling, PJ, who was sitting next to me in a high chair where he could see, poked my shoulder and said something to me. I couldn’t hear so I turned off the drill. He said it again – “You are a cute Momma!” he said. And he said it again and again. Then he said, “You are a sweet Momma!” I think he was so thrilled Momma was drilling a pumpkin, he just thought I was great. Then he took my hair and said, “You have such cute hair, Momma!” It was so funny. He’s never complimented me before and he was just bursting with it!