Oscar Orange, the Jack-O-Lantern

A: Last week . . . Kev surprised me and brought home a PUMPKIN, which he purchased from a patch in Placerville. We cleared the table one night and took a carving knife to him. He turned out surprisingly well. We named him "Oscar." He has three teeth and a goofy smile, not scary at all, which we thought appropriate for our Christian home. ;) We roasted the pumpkin seeds and had a snack afterwards. Then, we put a little tea candle inside Oscar's hollow belly and turned out the lights. It was a true Fall Moment. I love the festive times!

The sad part of the story: last night we had to perform a funeral for Oscar. (Just kidding, we really aren't THAT sentimental, we threw him in a trash can, actually . . . in case you care to know.) Poor fellow. He was all molded on the inside and his mouth had collapsed so that his teeth had fallen in. He actually looked like an old, wrinkled, toothless man. It was kinda funny, actually. (I have a picture to prove it.) I think we shall have to carve another pumpkin to replace him. There is now a gaping hole in our hearts since he is gone.