Like most, every Halloween, it is a tradition to gather around the kitchen table and carve pumpkins. Only, in the Clark house, we have one simple rule...No stencils.
Through the years, some very creative, disgusting
evil,
and twisted ideas
have been the outcome. However, since children, the ideas have become more and more PG rated...appropriately so. We don't need the children asking questions we aren't prepared to answer, nor do we need them in our bed after a nightmare.
So, this year, I was not surprised when the creative, evil, twisted mind that is my husband produced this...
All together now...Awwwwww.
I think someone has her Daddy right where she wants him. Twisted.
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