Our poor pumpkins. They have been through a lot during the last two weeks. First, we knifed into them and ripped out all their insides. Then we laughed as we poured gasoline into them and lit them on fire. And lastly, we willingly donated them to be blown up with dynamite.
Last Saturday we headed over to the Nash residence in Weston, ID for the annual pumpkin blow. It is a 2 second thrill that is totally worth the drive.
Can you guess which two pumpkins are ours?
Clayton spent about 5 minutes in the pumpkin guts trying to find bits and pieces of our blackened pumpkins.
We he had no luck I made him stand in the dynamite hole.
Jess...tell your family thanks. We look forward to this every October. Till next year!
5 comments:
I think that is the most cool tradition ever. Do you ever get hit by the pumpkin pieces?
Oh my BRUTAL! Ha ha! What fun things you guys do! I wished I had a little bit of that creativity! It seems like we should've heard that pumpkin blast over here in Trenton!
I'm glad you could make this year. It is pretty entertaining.
How did I miss this post?!
That's AWESOME! And I love your charred pumpkins on the top of the pile! HAHA! So fun! You guys have the best traditions with your pumpkins!
I wait for this post EVERY year. I have told SO many people down here about it!!! Someday, I will have to attend with you. SOSOSOSO cool.
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