I’m not a pumpkin carver. It’s messy, you can lose a finger, and quite frankly, I’m not very good at it. It was with that in mind that I lamented not having the dolls I needed to create the final creepy space in my house’s Halloween decorations. No sooner than I mentioned it, the wheels turned for my mother-in-law. Within a few hours, nine dolls had been picked up at the swap meet and deposited at our place.
Below is evidence of what a few women of all ages and some markers can do in lieu of pumpkin carving.
Lo Que Dijeron