Ah, pumpkin gutting and carving. You would assume that getting that goopey, slimey, stringy, cold guck out of the pumpkin would be great for two young boys. Nope, not in this house. Last night, Tom and I had two girls.
Ewww, gross, 'I'm gonna puke' is what was heard. I gutted three pumpkins, while Tom did his own and roasted the seeds. Which no one ate, but him. The boys and I had cheese curls...at least the color was right for Halloween.