Here is a good look of the pumpkins with their candles and no flash on the camera. They turned out very nice. Hannah was so proud of her pumpkin. Everytime we walked past it she would say "that's my pumpkin" and smile widely.
Sadly our pumpkins didn't last long. They made it through Halloween night, but quickly found their way to the concrete. It was interesting how it happened. It was about 2:00 in the morning when Holly woke up and let out three deep barks. Our dog has a very deep, mean sounding bark. Ed immediately woke up and turned on our bedroom light. He swears he heard footsteps, but wasn't completely sure. In any case, he waited about fifteen minutes and then went back to bed. When we woke up in the morning we looked outside and saw what we had feared. Ed's pumpkin was completely smashed on our porch. I believe that is what woke up Holly. When she barked, I think she scared the culprits away. My pumpkin was untouched and Hannah's pumpkin was in the middle of our yard. It was apparently going to be the next victim, but was just dropped and split in half in the yard. When we looked up and down the street we saw every single pumpkin smashed in the road. Explaining to Hannah (who was so proud of her pumpkin) that someone "broke it" was extremely difficult. It makes you think back of all the things we did as kids. Amazing how the tables turned.
Sadly our pumpkins didn't last long. They made it through Halloween night, but quickly found their way to the concrete. It was interesting how it happened. It was about 2:00 in the morning when Holly woke up and let out three deep barks. Our dog has a very deep, mean sounding bark. Ed immediately woke up and turned on our bedroom light. He swears he heard footsteps, but wasn't completely sure. In any case, he waited about fifteen minutes and then went back to bed. When we woke up in the morning we looked outside and saw what we had feared. Ed's pumpkin was completely smashed on our porch. I believe that is what woke up Holly. When she barked, I think she scared the culprits away. My pumpkin was untouched and Hannah's pumpkin was in the middle of our yard. It was apparently going to be the next victim, but was just dropped and split in half in the yard. When we looked up and down the street we saw every single pumpkin smashed in the road. Explaining to Hannah (who was so proud of her pumpkin) that someone "broke it" was extremely difficult. It makes you think back of all the things we did as kids. Amazing how the tables turned.
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