Never would I have guessed seventeen years ago that Pa and I would sit at home on a Friday night and make eyes at with each other.
What's not surprising is that my part of the project was buying the ping pong balls and keeping the kids from bumping the table while Pa put to work his mad skillz.
Don't they look purdy? They're going to be used at the annual neighborhood Halloween party I'm in charge of this year. They'll be floating in a cauldron and the kids will get to pick an eyeball which determines the type of prize they win. Heh heh.
Speaking of skillz, Pa and the boys carved up some pumpkin delights as well:
Ziggy's is on the left, then Susie's, then Campers'.
More to come.
