Pumpkins and Death

Last Monday we had a magnificent FHE with Tim and Nena (holla!) where we carved pumpkins! Because it's October and Halloweeny and that's what we do.

If you watched last Monday's vlog you will have seen the relative size of the pumpkins Jill and I used to hack away at and mutilate to our heart's content. I must say, our pumpkins turned out rather well. Let me show you with the magic of digital images:

Jill's pumpkin

Jill's pumpkin glowing

Ben's pumpkin

Ben's pumpkin glowing

As you can see, Jill's is a fantastic cyclops-minion pumpkin. It looks awesome.

Mine, well, I tried to do a stormtrooper (you know, from Star Wars). It's close. But if you didn't know what to look for, you might have a hard time distinguishing it from other pumpkins carved by five-year-olds.

So that was last Monday.

Today as we walked outside of our apartment, we looked at our beloved pumpkins (we do that every time we leave. We love them so much). What we saw horrified us beyond reason:

They DIED!

They aged so fast that the mold of life took them oh-so prematurely. We're not exactly sure why they didn't even last a week, but they sure looked good for those couple of days we had them for. Our beloved pumpkins will always remain in our hearts.