Halloween is always a big event in our house. We spend time developing designs for the pumpkins (or, in my case, picking
On Wednesday, I soaked them all day in the outdoor tub. Shortly before dark, I went to line them on the walkway out front, when I noticed that the neighbor to the north had developed a case of spider webs and goblin decorations. (Later, a couple of witches showed up on their front porch and spooked the fun into trick-or-treaters all evening.) Across the street to the south, another witch was trimming her broom, putting scary music on the stereo and putting out pumpkins. And the neighbors to the east unveiled a dozen freshly carved pumpkins, complete with candles and a strobe light to show the way. Halloween had arrived in full swing on
Because of confirmation class, Al worked until 6p on Wednesday. I was on my own to get the kids fed, diapered and costumed. That was a feat to be had, let me tell ya! He got home shortly after that, and he took
Hoards of creatures darted back and forth between the houses, smiling as they crossed the yards. It was a lot of fun. I still find it odd, however, that they have no designated time to trick or treat. They start shortly after school gets out and don’t quit until after my bedtime! Two favorite adult costumes that came to my house were a tall skinny guy with noticeable facial hair dressed as Raggety Ann, and a giant Pillsbury dough boy. On Thursday, the hubbie and I went out and bought costumes for next year!
The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. Monday,
Tuesday, I got my carpet cleaner boxed up and sent off for repairs. Wednesday, the Maytag man returned to re-fix my washer and I completed 13 loads of laundry in one day. Thursday was my 6 week check-up at the doctor, in which I was reminded that breastfeeding is not effective birth control. I took that as a hint that the doctor didn’t want me to have another delivery anytime soon. When I asked him that, he said, “oh no, I had fun!” Still not sure what to think of that comment….
Friday, Al worked most of the day on a special assignment, so Eden and I hung out and read lots of books. We invited friends over for Mexican and margaritas that evening. I learned how to make homemade tortilla chips, and devoured half the batch before company arrived. At 0230 Saturday, Lars decided that something didn’t settle with him. He threw up all over himself, me, my clean sheets, my floor and my dog. Al heard it in his sleep and jumped a foot off the bed. His only response was, “That sounded disgusting! What was that?!” He was less thrilled to learn he had to help me mop up. I guess deep fat fried chips and alcohol aren’t for babies…
Sunday was church, then a 20 minute video on this summer’s synodical convention, followed by an hour and a half discussion on it. This congregation has been taught well and had many impressive questions. Everybody was hot and bothered by the end, but it was good discussion. Because of the time change,
Lars in his 3-6 month Halloween outfit.
So much for thinking it would be 'way too big'
1 comment:
I love your pumpkins! They are so much better than the eyes nose and mouth mine would get. Maybe that is why we don't carve pumpkins. Besides can you imagine the mess of 5 kids carving pumpkins. No Thank you!! Did you have any luck with your after Halloween costume shopping? Doug and I were able to find a few good ones, although they were really picked over. I can't wait to see what next week has in store for all of you!!
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