On Sunday my dad and his wife, Helen, invited all five grandkids over for a day of pumpkin carving and cookie decorating. I signed on as adult helper. Once all the grandkids arrived, it was immediate chaos. We were finally able to wrangle everyone to the basement where we proceeded to help them cut open and gut half a dozen pumpkins. Two of the five—3½-year-old Greta and 6-year-old Ian—were a little put off by the notion of digging their hands in the slimy gunk, especially after they heard Helen was making frosting upstairs. We convinced Ian to stick around but Greta quickly disappeared in search of sugar....
Tags: Halloween cookies, pumpkin carving