Slimy Pumpkin Guts
This year has been so hectic. We are busy allll the time, and life hasn't slowed down for a second. Each year around Halloween, we carve pumpkins. This was a tradition that Isaac and I did even before our kiddos came along. It was so hard to find time to do it this year. We bought the pumpkins, gutted them, and used them for props for pictures instead. So we kind of carved pumpkins. Grace was not a fan of the slimy pumpkin guts. (Better believe that this will be the first thing on my Halloween to-do list next year!) Charley wore her sweet "Daddy is under my spell" socks that Grandma Crnkovich sent her. (Thanks, Grandma C!) When Grace was a baby, we put her in a pumpkin, and she hated it. It was Charley's turn this year, and she would've sat there all night if I'd let her. She just laughed, squealed, and hung out. When we got home from work on Halloween night, Uncle Zac, Stef, and Presley came over to hang out.