Pumpkin Picasso

I thought it would be safer (and a lot less messy) for Ty to paint a jack-o-lantern rather than carve one. We bought this pumpkin a couple of days ago, and before we had the chance to paint it, Ty was using it as bowling ball in the house. Luckily nothing (and no one) got hurt, and the pumpkin survived. So today, I put out the craft paint and brushes and let Ty go to town on the pumpkin. He decided to paint a "robber scarecrow." Translation: a jack-o-lantern that would scare away would-be robbers. It turned out to be quite a colorful creation complete with blood dripping from his face and red hair. He was very proud of his work and of his smock I had him wear to protect his clothes. It was just one of his daddy's worn out t-shirts. It came down to about Ty's ankles. I guess he thought it looked like a robe, because he kept asking me, "Mama, do you think I look like God?" The things that go through that boy's head...