Halloween was different this year in that Brock didn't go trick-or-treating because he's too old, and the girls went with their friends. Because of this "turning of the times," Chad bought Brock a giant bag of candy, and we had a pumpkin carving contest.
Chad had detailed sketches of his design, whereas I just went for it without a plan. Brock was the judge, and he judged them as both equally spooky and creative. I know deep in my heart that Chad won. His pumpkin was especially purrrrfect.
