Here is a quick recap of our Halloween weekend mostly in a few pictures. I stole these from my mother's blog. Sorry to any family who were hoping for some different pictures. My camera is not working. Maybe Santa will bring me a fabulous camera for Christmas :)
I tried to do the Wizard of Oz thing this year. Andrew and Ellie cooperated.
But Luke insisted on being a superhero.
Mom set up a table in her driveway for the trick-or-treaters. Ellie and Luke had almost just as much fun handing out candy as they did trick-or-treating. Mom ran out rather quickly. Her street is definitely one of the happening ones in town. And it is one of the streets that people bring trailer loads full of kids and just drop them off. Not cool.
We had pizza and then lots of sugar. I ate entirely too much caramel corn. I made it knowing what I was doing. But what other day of the year is caramel corn more perfect for than Halloween? Now we have gobs of Halloween candy and I am constantly having to decide "yes or no" when the kids ask if they can have a piece. A little while ago I asked Ellie what she had already had. She said, "Just a small piece of chocolate. It was only 2 feet."
My children are really into naming things in measurements or numbers these days. (And are almost always wrong) Luke compares everything with 18. I'm not sure why he is obsessed with that number but he is. For example, if he asks, "How long until we go to church?" before I can answer, he will say, "18?". Not 18 minutes, or hours. Just 18. And another thing, a way I remember my mom explaining time to me. I will give them time frames based on TV shows. One hour would be like watching two Max and Ruby's. Then they get it. Or like sitting through a church service. Of course, then they think that is forever long.
Hope your Halloween was happy!
1 comment:
Ann, this post cracks me up! (BTW, I just noticed the above comment is spam)
I can relate to the time thing, and weird numbers that kids latch onto. With my girls, it's sixty-forty everything. Sixty-forty minutes, sixty-forty babies in their tummy, sixty-forty surgeries (I know--I don't get that last one, either.) Ruby has been known to use inches for time. "I'll be done in 2 inches."
And speaking of Max and Ruby, what is up with the scheduling? For as long as I can remember, as soon as I've figured out when it comes on, it changes within a week. We love that show, but it is a high-maintenance love, to be sure!
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