Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Happy Halloween!

You know the Halloween Grinch in me has been itching to take down/put away/throw away all things Halloween for at least a week now, but I'm forcing myself to wait until tomorrow. (Confession: I have secretly thrown away a few things already, but shh, don't tell the kids.)

We don't have a ton of Halloween-y decorations, but we have enough to where I'm ready for them to disappear as soon as November 1st arrives. Like most people, we have lots of Christmas decorations, so I like to "quiet" the house as much as possible for three or so weeks before it's time to put up the Christmas tree.

Last Friday the Youth Center on base had a little Halloween event that my neighbor and I took the children to (our husbands had an after-work event). The kids had a blast, as they always do at these types of things. For me, it's the perfect mix of fun for the kids, without the overstimulation of Disney World (apologies to everyone who loves Disney World!). And it's free, so there's that.


Ruthie didn't wear her Navy cheerleader costume to the event, but she will tonight. All of our daughters are Navy cheerleaders for Halloween their first and second Halloweens, because we have the costumes, and...well, that's pretty much the only reason.
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Oh, and we have Navy cheerleader outfits in size 4 and size 6, which I forgot about until I started searching for this picture. Basically, we only need to figure out costumes for our daughters every other year.

We carved pumpkins with some of our neighbors Sunday afternoon. Chet took the lead on our pumpkin, because he's the creative one, and I helped the kids make masks (by "help" I mean "watched").


Chet told Ford, "The Daddy pumpkin ate the little boy pumpkin because the little boy pumpkin wouldn't stay in bed at night." Thankfully that image didn't give Ford nightmares...yet.

Happy Halloween!

Monday, October 23, 2017

Ford Funnies

I should be posting about Lorelei turning six last week, but I want to record some things Ford has said lately before I forget forever (I'm convinced 3-years old is the most quotable age!):

1. He calls flossing "clawing his teeth."

2. Friday we announced we were going to the zoo. Everyone shouted with glee. Ford excitedly asked, "Do they have maps there?!" Um...yes? He barely looked at the animals; he just wanted to navigate us through the zoo with a paper map.

3. Ford pointed at a Costco security guard and wanted to know who "that man" was. Chet explained he was a security guard, and that his job is to call the police if there's any trouble at Costco. Ford informed us, "Yeah! And then the police call Spider-Man!"



Happy Monday, friends!