Carving Pumpkins

When we lived in the city, I gave up carving pumpkins and setting them outside. They would get smashed. One year we set them inside and they rotted all over the floor. Yuck.

When Lily looked at us, brokenhearted, it moved us that much closer to the urgency we felt of moving to a farm.

Now, the kids can delight in the process, set them outside and when they start to rot the chickens do the clean up. Rock on mother nature.

My favourite part of this night was not the creativity or the songs....no, this time Lily helped Holly carve her own pumpkin. Holly had never done this before on her own. It was lovely, peaceful, and full of joy. Isaac wanted nothing to do with the project though. Maybe next year.