Tyson brought home four pumpkins for our family. Sawyer learned the word, which I don't think he had heard before, very quickly, and he kept saying "Pumpkee, pumpkee!" (or something like that - he puts "ee" on the end of lots of words right now). Tyson and Sawyer scooped the guts out of all four pumpkins on Saturday night, then Tyson and I carved the first two. I carved the other two on Sunday afternoon. I roasted the pumpkin seeds. They turned out just the right toastiness and crunchiness, but too salty. But, of course, we are eating them anyway. What fun fall is!