We have a family tradition of carving pumpkins for Halloween. I wasn’t planning on doing one this year because, hey, I have a baby. That’s pretty much my response to anything these days. (“Wanna go check out that movie?” “I’d love to, but I have a baby.”)
But then Tracy surprised me by getting me a cute little pumpkin. So I decided to try to carve something cute and a little terrifying at the same time. And yes, the thought of a crying baby can be terrifying … especially at 4am after a long week of sleep deprivation.