We were so proud of these. Each pumpkin so carefully picked, each face so carefully designed. And we all knew about Halloween pranks and the possibility of vandalism, but we put our creations out on the front porch anyway, to share with the world.
O pumpkin-smashing pumpkin thieves, if you only knew what my children wanted to do to you, maybe you would have thought twice.
There was much venting. Along with reminders that there is such a thing as mercy.
And Monday afternoon we made time for a do-over.
The pumpkins were less-carefully picked, and the scooping-out of pumpkin guts and designing-&-carving of faces was interspersed with regular schoolday afternoon and evening activities. But we are very proud of these, too.
We have not been defeated. Later today I will put them out on the front porch to share with the world.
At night I’ll bring them in.
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