Pumpkins, Pumpkins, Pumpkins.
On Sunday we had some friends over for a pumpkin carving party. Connor stuck his hand in the pumpkin & proceeded to puke. Guess he's not over that sensitivity to smell (& now touch).
I made a pumpkin cake for the adults and individual pumpkin shaped cupcakes for the kids. There is a reason I do not bake. It takes a ton of patience. That will probably be my last venture into the cake making business. Next year it's Hello Publix!
The Dad's seemed to be more into carving than the kids were. But the kids had a blast with the paint. Notice the lack of children in this picture.
Of course there was a pinata. No party is complete without one!
Looks like Ryan has done this before!
