There's something about the smell of those seeds that just reminds me of being 7. I remember how proud I was when mom finally let me use the knife (although secretly I still get a little scared of cutting myself).
We joined Anna, Wes and Emily again this year for some raucous carving. Anna actually used the knife herself. Everybody is growing up! Last year Graham was clueless, this year he thought it was a hoot as he supervised from the Johnny Jump Up.
I am saving some of the seeds from Anna's huge pumpkin and my white one with hopes that my dad will plant them for next year :).