Sunday, October 25, 2009


At the pumpkin patch we bought a little tiny pumpkin to carve. This is what we ended up with.

The face of Dwight K. Shrute. In other words, the perfect pumpkin.

Dwight: I have hunted warewolves. I shot one once. But by the time I got to it, it had turned back into my neighbor's dog.


  1. I love it! I wish we could carve pumpkins together. Rob would probably carve out Pam's fetus.