The Annual Defacing of the Gourds

We spent Sunday afternoon wielding sharp objects and digging around in pumpkin guts. Like you do.

Josh helped Dash clear the guts out of his pumpkin.

But after that, Dash went solo on his masterpiece.

It's Phineas! And he did it all by himself! And he still has seven fingers left! Including both thumbs!

Josh went old skool with this terrifying guy. He has even more fingers than Dash left! Nine!

And here's my contribution. Can you tell who it is? No, not Steve Harvey. Oh, wait, let me give you a hint...

Yes, you're correct. It's the Right and Radiant Prince of Salutations, Mr. Lionel Richie.

Leaves

Yes, ok tree, it's Fall. We get it.

Welcome to Spooksville

Jazz hands!

I saw the idea for this cauldron set up in Martha Stewart. Hers involved 13 steps and required 30 guage wires and eye hooks and some kind of carved pumpkin lined with a bowl and filled with dry ice? I don't know. I stopped reading after "Eyebolt with nut ZP, 1/4-by-4 inches." Ours required my husband going into the back yard, sawing off a few long branches from an overgrown tree, tying them together and hooking a plastic cauldron onto the top with twine.

Then we filled it with bones because SPOOKY.

I see you!

Here are a few interior shots.

I'm partial to that bloody rag.

This is seriously the disturbing. It's a motion activated mirror that flashes this guy's face & he begins to wail and beg you to let him out. You really start to feel for him after a couple of glasses of wine.

Mantle.

And, as all civilized people know, it's not Halloween season until your first viewing of Hocus Pocus. Check.