We had a pumpkin-carving party in our courtyard and we had fun...although I could not for the life of me get T to put his hand inside a pumpkin. I guess I don't blame him, it is kind of nasty. But I don't understand how he can be the messiest kid ever and be scared of a little bit of pumpkin guts!
Holy hannah I am obsessed with that kid. Has there ever been a baby that smiles easier than this little tree? I'm doubtful. He is just so sweet.
Our little football player eating his third, or fifth, or tenth snack of the trunk-or-treat party...I lost count. I'm such a responsible parent! By the end of the night his eye make-up was melting off of his face and he looked like a football player after a big game (maybe after the USC game!) It was awesome.
On Halloween night I made mummy-dogs and Talmage was so excited he ate three of them. T isn't the greatest eater so I was thrilled. Sure, it's just a hot dog with breadsticks wrapped around it, but at least he ate what I cooked!
Getting ready to trick-or-treat. All the families on Stanford campus that wanted to have trick-or-treaters just turned on their back porch light and the kids ran around the courtyard from house to house trick-or-treating. T LOVED the whole experience and was really good about saying thank you (thank goodness). He also LOVED his football bag, which I scored at a thrift store for next to nothing.
By the time we were done trick-or-treating, Jim was done with class and we met up to see these incredible pumpkins. A Stanford art professor requires his students to carve pumpkins in a unique way, and then he displays them on his yard on Halloween night for everyone to see. They were absolutely, so worth the drive to see them (especially since the professor lives five minutes from our house). Visiting the pumpkin professor is definitely a family tradition that I'd love to have as long as we are here.
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