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Carved

I realize it isn’t everyone who takes pictures of their jack-o-lanterns with the lights on.

It’s no one.

And it’s us. Scrambling at bedtime to document the pumpkin and the kid who carved it before his smile freezes or the candle faints.

The kid who took pains to marker his original design onto the pumpkin’s orange outside and who breathlessly steak knifed the thing cross-legged on the floor of the kitchen–each triangular tooth, each eyeball until…

Until this.

Perfection.

10 25 15_2006

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