...with the help of my lil' pumpkin. This year, Micah picked out the design for me to carve (nothing special) and insisted on helping with the pumpkin carving. I was afraid he would try to take over with the knife, but thankfully that wasn't the case. He sat back and watched until it was time to clean our pumpkin out. Once Micah's hands felt the sliminess, his faces were priceless as he wasn't too sure what to think. However, he did end up enjoying the messiness.