So the boys and I set about making it happen on Halloween night. I drilled holes in our pumpkin and Zach stuck in the Blow Pops and Carmel Apple pops.
Yes, we are white trash, my child is shirtless with a tattoo Why, you ask? Oh he already spilled water on his Spider-Man costume since he was wearing it when I got home at 5pm. I had to cross my fingers and put it in the dryer. I insisted he at least put on pants to be in the driveway. I do have some standards.