So... Noah, myself, Mr. Pumpkin, my crappy point & shoot camera, and a steak knife from the kitchen headed out onto our deck to carve the pumpkin. It is at this point in the story that I should point out that I have not carved a pumpkin in at LEAST 10 years. Probably much longer. I was unaware of the uber-cool pumpkin carving toys & techniques now used by today's highly-skilled carvers. So, steak knife it was.
Before pumpkin-surgery began:
What Mr. Pumpkin was SUPPOSED to look like post-surgery:
Noah began screaming when I stabbed the pumpkin with the knife... This is why children aren't allowed in the viewing room of surgical procedures on Grey's Anatomy. Anyways, he cheered up quickly after the surgery once he realized his pumpkins head was now removable.
And the final product.... Let's just say that I shouldn't change careers for the plastic surgery industry anytime soon. (That & next year we'll be buying one of those fancy-pants pumpkin carving kits :o)