Jay and I have always been really into pumpkin carving at Halloween. Even years before we had WCK -- even when we lived in little apartments that lacked proper front-porch pumpkin-display areas -- we would always have a pumpkin-carving night just before Halloween. Usually we'd pop in our tape of the Disney version of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow and just carve away. We're not really artistic people, so we'd always use those books of pumpkin patterns. In the old days, we'd go for the fancy ones: witches, skeletons, headless horsemen.
We still carve every year, but now we don't really have the time or energy to make the elaborate designs that we used to. We mostly stick to very simple, fast faces. We let WCK take part this year, and I figured she would grab the pumpkin guts and smear them everywhere. She didn't want anything to do with the guts, but she was quite interested in watching the process.
Here's a photo of the results. It looks a lot like our family. The one on the far left is me when WCK won't go to bed: