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Orange day

Today we carved pumpkins. Michael pointed out that we hadn't done this since we've been married (15 Halloweens so far) and I pointed out that this is because I don't really like Halloween (maybe someday I'll blog about that, but not tonight). Eleanor loves Halloween, she's been bugging me to get pumpkins and lots of scary decorations, which is funny since she is so easily scared in general. Amanda loved carving the pumpkins. We put candles in them to dry out the insides a bit, and put hers in front of her at the table. She covered her eyes: "Where's Amanda? Here I am, pumpkin!" "My pumpkin and I are playing a game!".

Michael very kindly roasted the pumpkin seeds. They were delicious---Amanda liked them, Eleanor didn't, Luke thought he probably should eat some too. Michael pointed out that lighting pumpkin candles is much easier now that we have those long nosed butane lighters. I remember debating whether one should light the candle first and lower it in, or light the match and reach down into the pumpkin, and plenty of burned fingers.

As we were eating dinner and I was wondering whether to have carrots or peas, Michael noticed that carrots would be an appropriately festive vegetable. Then we noticed that the kids were eating orange colored chicken nuggets (corn meal with plenty of paprika), he had an orange cheddar cheese sandwich, Eleanor and Amanda had orange juice, Luke was eating carrots from the stew (maybe that's the reason he rejected the spinach and potato baby food I made for him...). We all ate lots of carrots.

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