I don't usually really celebrate Halloween but when I was a kid we always used to make a pumpkin - I would draw the scary face on a piece of paper and my Dad would transfer the image to the pumpkin itself and (as long as I was ok with the way that it looked!) carve it for me.
This year me and my husband and I thought we'd carry on this tradition, now we are in a house in an area where we dare put a pumpkin out and where we might get actual trick or treaters instead of just people having a fantastic excuse to egg the windows.
He drew and carved his first:
And then I drew mine out on the pumpkin (I have got a bit braver than doing it on a piece of paper over the years) but still let my husband carve it for me - it gave me an excuse to get rid of him for a few minutes while I was making the Shepherd Pie in the kitchen on Saturday and to stop him interfering with it!
They were mostly little kids that came with their buckets to fill with sweets and all had made a really good effort to dress up so it was nice to share in the atmosphere of the evening a little.
PS. Sorry this post isn't particularly crafty and there's no Henlow around - he's sat in his mansion at the minute chilling out and looking confused at why we have been leaping up to go and answer the door every few minutes and he's not getting to see any of our visitors and get some fuss.
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