The.Holidays.Are.HEEEEEERRRRREEEE. It’s still one thousand degrees outside in the afternoon but the mornings and evening are cool and I’m starting to see my neighbors outside and smell ALL the pumpkin spice; I am excited! What’s more exciting, though, is that this is the very first year of family traditions in the Aguayo/Quinn house. We have spent previous years bouncing from inlaw to inlaw during the holiday season, sleeping in spare bedrooms with our kids usually taking the floor. ( which has been wonderful, really). Not this year, not since we have become homeowners. This is the very first year that I have more than just a front door and balcony to decorate. I can finally drink spiked coffee Thanksgiving morning because I won’t have to shuttle the family to second Thanksgiving later that afternoon. I can finally cook things without starting a fire, usually, and thanks to Pintrest I have HUNDREDS of ideas of fun activities for my family to participate in.
There is just one problem: My family is not interested in the activities. I thought my daughter would be pumped to see Halloween decorations go up. Nope….. “The skeletons are kind of creepy…” was pretty much all the reaction I got. Whatever, just decorations.
So last week, we were invited to a pumpkin carving party my girlfriend was hosting. I hadn’t carved a pumpkin in years, the boys were gonna be in town and my daughter is finally old enough to be trusted with a weapon; it was going to be awesome…..But then all my babies got sick:(. No pumpkin carving party for us. So we decided to surprise the kids with pumpkins and have our first annual pumpkin carving fiesta. Rigo grabbed four perfect specimens, all the gear for carving and a couple bottles of champagne ( cause he’s the man). We spread out a tablecloth and let the kids all pick out a design from our pumpkin carving book. I put out a big pot for pumpkin guts and let them go at it.
….I did not realize how long it took to gut a few jack-o-lanterns. It takes longer than what the attention span of our kids will allow. By the time all the seeds were collected, they all checked out. The boys were reaching for their phones and Mykah suddenly had a headache. Umm what? No children. We have four empty pumpkins in need of a new face! Unenthused, they slapped on their designs and got to stenciling… which took FOREVER! Little hands do not poke holes very fast. I was trying to keep them excited with my “Woo Hoo”s and “You’re almost ready to carve” but Rigo and I somehow found ourselves finishing the stencils for the kids…and then carving for the kids. To be fair, Ayson carved the fist half of his. Anthony finished his and Mykah supervised my work on her kit-y-latern till the very end. But I have to admit I was a little bummed at the lack of excitement.
Here they are! Fruits of our labor.
I remember when I was a kid, I would’ve carved all those suckers myself! If given the opportunity, I would’ve decorated every house on my street. My kids are much more interested in pokemon and five nights of freddy than trying out a home-made Ouija board. I don’t get it! I feel like I’m forcing them.
But you know what? I don’t care! I’ll make them carve pumpkins every year if I have to. I’ll make them sit through lame Christmas movies and tell me what they are thankful for on Thanksgiving. I’ll make them write down their New years resolutions and build gingerbread houses. There are going to help me make my mom’s rice krispies treats and they ARE going to like it! Why? Well, because it’s freaking awesome and fun and doesn’t involve a tablet or headphones…. or internet service.
And I deserve this, dang it. I spend most of my time catering to these kids and cleaning up after lame messes. I deserve a fun mess.. a mess that was made with love and laughter and cooperation from the little people in the house.