While still renovating our place, we stocked up on candy and chocolate to give to trick-or-treaters. For the first bit, there were no knocks on the door, and Biscotti was getting upset. "Oh great, we've moved into a non-festive neighborhood. I guess we can just be the house that gets really decorated." When the first knock came, she perked up and exclaimed, "really?" After that debut, many more knocks, and bell rings, followed.
Here are pictures I took of Biscotti's magnificent carvings.
And the cute carver herself, warmly welcoming the costumed kids.
3 comments:
those pumokins rock!! that would have been a lot of work!! i had two pumokins myself, and never even got around to carving them. i know...how lame.
Ok, it's almost Christmas. It's time for a new post. We get it, you had pumpkins.
are you alive??????????
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