The kids really liked it, but I was reminded why we painted them last year.
The stringy guts are a pain.
Luckily, my husband usually takes pity on me when I whine and say "this isn't working".
Notice the biggest T was absent from the festivities. He's way too cool for making jack o lanterns. The littlest T was about, crawling around our feet. I'm sure the pumpkin guts would have went straight to her mouth if we let her any closer. I'm already going to have to scan the floor for pumpkin seeds before she gets up in the morning.
I think they turned out pretty cool.