It looks like I join the ranks of parents who suck this Halloween.
My crime? I failed to get the girls there pumpkins so they could carve them into Jack O'Lanterns. I don't know what was going through my mind as I procrastinated all week in buying them. Or what I was thinking as I drove to the orchard to buy some this evening. Or the two grocery stores after we discovered the orchard was out of pumpkins. Of course, my waiting until the evening before Halloween to buy pumpkins had nothing to do with it. I should have known! It's like waiting until the night before Easter to get white eggs to color. All week, as I was bringing them for their costume fittings at grandma's house, I didn't think once about slipping out to get them a pumpkin.
If I wasn't going at this parenting thing alone, my husband would have made sure they were up to their elbows in pumpkin pulp and seeds. He would have been right there making elaborate designs to carve on the face of the pumpkins with them. He would have been roasting the seeds for a snack. He would have got the job done. But me, flying solo, failed to make this Halloween complete.
So now I have three little girls without Jack O'Lanterns.
Thankfully, they at least have pumpkins from other events this autumn. They have the small pumpkins they colored at the corn maze last week. And the big pumpkins they painted and put stickers and glitter on at the Halloween Party they went to with my in laws.