I sat, I drew, I carved, I lit and the whole time I felt as though 'Bumpling' was there sitting, drawing, carving and lighting with me. Does that make sense? I didn't spend time on my pumpkin this year to please Karl when he got home or to intrigue the fellow children in the street or to even celebrate and partake in festivities. I did because I felt that as a mother I should. I felt it was something that I should do with my child, for me child. I completely understand if one doesn't understand, the concept of what I have just said is a little ridiculous but, the truth all the same. So, from 'Bumpling' and I ...
Poor innocent pumpkin.
Our 'Jack The Pumpkin King' design.
The Final Halloween outcome.