Pumpkin Time!

Its that time of year and we carved out three of the five pumpkins we bought. Fabiana has her still to figure out and Barry will do one this Friday night. I had a mishap though. I was cutting the top off of the second pumpkin and litterally jabbed my thumb with the knife. Blood was everywhere and I was in utter pain. I have never flet that kind of pain in my life. Trust me, you never want to be stabbed. Took me 10 minutes or so to gain my composure. I was thinking every curse word there was. I sure that the Man Upstairs understands and gives me some credit for not vocalizing them in front of the kids. Man! Wow, for a minute there I even got a little dizzy. Child labor is different. Fabi of course said giving birth had to be more painful. I reminded that at that precise moment, giving birth was nothing. Poor Fabi, she ran the boys out of the kitchen because she could see the look on my face as I told everyone to , "GET OUT!" Yikes... scary mommy tonight. Oh, and no sympathy from the boys.... "We're still carving pumpkins, right?" You gotta love 'em.