We finally gt to the pumpkin patch a couple of days ago, and made it out with four pumpkins, one of which was the ugliest pumpkin I've ever seen. Leave it to my daughter to see potential in something that most people would quickly dismiss. There's a life lesson in there somewhere.
Instead of carving pumpkins, we opt for pumpkin junkin' because A. it's a lot of fun, and B. my kids won't go near the vomit-smelling innards of a pumpkin. So, out comes the hot glue gun and a lot of craft supplies and costume jewelry and a couple hours later, we have our characters.
This year my kids wanted to be pirates, so we did a test run of their outfits this morning.
Mr. Augustus didn't take too kindly to his bandanna. I'm not sure how happy he's going to be tonight when I get him in the rest of his outfit and draw a mustache on his face. Wish us luck!