Pumpkin Stabbing

I very much enjoyed our pumpkin carving activities at Keren's last night. Nelly referred to it as "pumpkin stabbing," and that seems fair in light of the great joy we all took in pulling out the knives to attack these guys.

Of course, the tough part was weilding the knives in close quarters while also trying to watch the Red Sox win Game 2 of the World Series (!!).

I must fess up that mine was the worst looking pumpkin of all of them. Fortunately, my French is so bad that if anyone said anything too mean about my little pumpkin head, neither he nor I understood it.