I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. I freakin’ hate Halloween. That said, I’ve been suckered in. Candy has been purchased. Mummy dogs, monster fingers, and witches brew with bloody wormy ice cubes are being made for dinner. And I helped Pie carve her pumpkin. Correction: she designed her pumpkin, I carved it.
The drawing was a little elaborate with strands of hair. Most of the hair came out well, but some had a big chunk that fell out, so I changed it to ears.
Me: Pie, I’m sorry this didn’t quite work.
Pie: Do you think it still looks spooky?
Me: Uh… well, as spooky as this pumpkin was going to look.
Pie evaluates it for a moment. Then she declares, “I like it better this way!” As she turns to go up the stairs, she turns and looks at me and says, “I’m Sweetie Pie Medros and I approve this message!”
Thank goodness.
