Thursday, October 31, 2013
Not everyone participates in Halloween. In fact, hardly any do.
So we could walk blocks to find participating households. Over at my parents, everyone participates, so we go there.
Her and her damned monkey.
The first time I said this to her about her precious Curious George, she said, "He not damned monkey. He nice."
How could anyone not?
Okay, this is funny though, and Alicia and I were both a witness. p.j. and b.g.'s little brother got into a fight over -- get this, a slice of fake cheese in the doll dishes. Finally, in outrage, p.j. slapped all the fake food into kingdom come, plastic french fries flying and also the cheese, and wow.
Well, then the little guy did get a hold of the cheese, and then they both threw themselves down on the floor and cried.
Over a slice of fake cheese? (It was okay. Feathers were smoothed.)
Oh my. I couldn't make this stuff up.
Onward. Tomorrow is Friday and it's bound to be wonderful.
Thanks, Mom and Dad for hosting this rowdy crew tonight. It was great.
Here are a few more guys who will be at the party Saturday. You people look fantastic.
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
It was fun. Heidi brought kits with patterns and little, tiny knives, unlike the usual big blades we operate.
The pattern is placed on the pumpkin, the rollers sketch it on the pumpkin flesh, and good luck to you.
I'm in awe. These squirrels are old enough to understand and do this.
When. Did. That. Happen?
Not complaining, just amazed.
Here she's busy scooping out the beans.
Sometimes she calls them the peanuts. You know what she's talking about.
Julia worked and worked, and had chosen a pattern with many thin parts to it.
Thin margins are the hardest to support when it comes time to punch out the extra pumpkin rind.
It turned out well, but she was annoyed. I understand.
Here's James' dinosaur pumpkin. We put them on the patio because it's cold out there, a big world-wide refrigerator.
Yeah, pose for yer picture and keep on hoping.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Today was Kirsten's birthday. Well, technically it's after midnight, so yesterday was. It turned out great.
My parents came, and everybody did. We haven't had a party like this for a few months, but it was nice and loud.
Here he's counting, not giving anyone the finger.
Time for gifts:
After their big wild bath, they put on pajamas. and jumped up on my bed. I hate it when they jump on the bed--I can see them flying off hitting their head on things. So far this has never happened, but it could.
They were happy to see each other. When b.g. showed up at the door, the little girl yelled, "Look-it! b.g. came home!"
And I teased My Sweetie, what was he doing in my family room? I looked up. There he was! Oh my goodness.
We sang to Joe.
Kirsten, what a great day this was. I loved that your co-workers surprised you at work, and that everyone made it here tonight. It was fun to be all together in a big jumble.
You know it's true: This family is better because of you, lucky to have you. We couldn't love you more.
Love, Mom and Dad and Everybody