Boo!

In an attempt to keep B's American heritage alive, we held a pumpkin carving party during Halloween.

The dads immediately did what dads do -- turned it into a competition -- and the kids did what kids do best at organized events -- played with something entirely different. I guess dogs also do what dogs do best too; Hobbes correctly identified the pumpkin for the edible foodstuff that is actually was. But fun was had by all and the end result looked sufficiently creepy on the doorstep.