My big boy paid me a surprise visit this afternoon when his dad came out to help Mr. Moon with something, uh, to do with a deer feeder? (Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, etc.)
While the men were out in the garage doing that (whatever it was) Owen helped me carve the pumpkin. Just as we were finished, it was time to take the feeder thing out to the woods and so I finished up and gave the seeds and guts to the chickens and have set the pumpkin out on the porch.
As always, when I carve a pumpkin, it looks like a four year-old carved it with a very dull, perhaps plastic, knife. In this case, a four year-old helped so I am going to pretend that's the reason it looks the way it does.
But to be honest, it looks exactly like all of my Jack O'Lanterns look except that Owen drew the eyes and so they are round instead of triangular.
I think it is a fine and merry pumpkin and I love it.