Does a pumpkin ever have a fairy tale ending?
I fell in love with a blueish gray pumpkin three weeks and had the perfect carving plan for him. I was going to carve him into the stage coach with two smaller pumpkins being the horses. This unusual pumpkin was throwing some serious Cinderella vibes. So as one can imagine when I picked him up this afternoon from his slumber to find out that he was already rotting, my heart broke just like a glass slipper. Into the compost pile he went before the stroke of midnight and now this last evening that we had available before Halloween, we now had to create a new plan.
I had been given two extra pumpkins by a friend who had many of them that were left over from an event. None of the four pumpkins had a stage coach appeal like the unique one so we went back to the drawing board. With the two small pumpkins and the two new larger ones, my kids decided that we needed three cats and a mouse. Cinderella was out and cats chasing a mouse were definitely in. The girls had decided to paint the two small pumpkins and make them black cats because it’s Halloween after all. I was given the task of carving both the mommy cat (the chosen name by my daughters) and the nameless mouse. With that said, we will have cat and mouse pumpkins for Halloween.
For the next day or so leading up to Halloween, these lovely feline gourds will be sitting on the dinning room table, waiting for their moment with battery powered tea lamps (shoutout to our several month drought). We have some deer residents that travel through both of our front and back yards, and we certainly do not want them to get the pumpkin munchies. Halloween décor has been made, the blowups are in the front yard and the candy has been purchased. We are ready for our costumes come Thursday!
