Last night Charly carved her very own pumpkin. At first Cory took a small amount of pumpkin guts and tried to get her to touch it. She was not having any of that and tried to run around his legs to get away from it, the entire time screaming in panic. Then I gave her a touch and she was sucked in for life, she then realized it was fun to smush it and of course eat. The pumpkin was so small i was having a hard time getting my hand into it but her little hand fit perfectly. It was a perfect Charly size punkin.
