I know that we are solidly into November, and I am getting close to making that leap towards winter (especially with this time change stealing an hour of my daylight), but I couldn't leave behind October without mentioning our ginormo pumpkin.
We always carve a pumpkin, I'm pretty sure I've never missed a year. I pride myself on my pumpkin picking skills, it's all about proportion and stem... a pumpkin is nothing without the stem! Big Smith instructed me he wanted a 28lb pumpkin and to me that meant 'big', so instead I found him a $28 pumpkin that was 48lbs. It was heavy!
We had a little design pow-wow to decide on a strategy for a jack-o-lantern, and it quickly devolved into a heated debate. I wanted to cut a hole in the bottom, Big Smith voted for the tried-and-true top lid method. We seriously argued to the point where I thought we might just leave the thing un-cut. There are times when a girl has to stand her ground, you'll notice the top of the pumpkin is in tact ;)
I did relinquish carving control and I think Big Smith did a great job, particularly considering this was the thickest pumpkin ever. We got lots of compliments from our swarms of trick-or-treaters.
Everyone also thought that Little 'fishy' Smith was a girl (which seems to happen to every toddler without a buzz cut so I'm not bothered). I think my favorite comment was 'she is the cutest little chicken'. I just said thanks- 'cause hey, if you're going to be a chicken, you want to be the cutest of chickens!
So that's it October, another month down. I used to dread November, post-leaves, pre-snow, and a holiday that I know is great 'cause it isn't commercial and is about giving thanks, but also revolves around a bird that I find kind of icky. Now November is also my kid's birthday month, so it's looking all shiny and new. Welcome winter!