My father’s birthday dinner always turns into “carve our pumpkins before it’s too late” day.
The biggest (41 pounds!) pumpkin belongs to Grandpa, with Dwayne’s bat the second step. He carved Kyla’s “Wicked” pumpkin. I carved Piper’s flower, and you can probably guess who claims the little one with the “W” and a bat on it.
The four grandkids!
You can’t tell from this shot, but Wesley carried his little gourd around in the back of this trike.
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