
Yes, we’re here but between Brian’s birthday today, Holden’s new co-op starting on Monday, colds, relapses, everyday life and…have I forgotten anything? Oh yes, Halloween!...the blog has trickled down to the bottom of the priority list. So, I’ll just cram this post with H’ween pics, if you don’t mind.

This year’s costumes: dinosaur and a chicken. Esme was supposed to be a dinosaur hatchling but I just couldn’t get it together enough to execute. I did rally, though, and managed to get the dinosaur costume off craigslist (from a friend, by coincidence!) And once E discovered that her beloved big brother was a chicken last Halloween, she immediately starting clucking and insisted on the chicken costume. Amen. I forgot the rubber glove chicken feet for the pics yesterday but rest assured, she will don that most important item of her costume tonight.


Last year’s costumes: Elvis and a chicken. I think our traditional Halloween theme is incongruity. Yes, that works well for us.

And the compulsory pumpkin carving pics. I was more worried about that sharpie being carelessly flung about the dining room than the knives. It was nice to see the kids “get it” this year, although Holden was pretty disappointed when he learned that the candles inside the pumpkins were there to make them “glow up” rather than “blow up.” It seems we miscommunicated that very important fact.

So grandparents, eat your hearts out. I find it funny that both sets of grandparents reminded us not to forget to take pictures of the kids in their costumes. Seeing as how we take pictures of things like our breakfast and our new shoes, I’m pretty sure the costumes won’t slip our minds. (you never do know, though so thanks for the reminder ;-)

And Birthday Bri: a few reasons that epitomize my adoration of you:
When you make me a grilled cheese sandwich and I can’t get to it right away, you stand it up on one end so it doesn’t get soggy.
When asked if dressing up as Monsanto for Halloween would be appropriate (because it’s the scariest thing I can think of) you decide that going as genetically modified corn would be scarier. And to make sure people would “get” my costume, you will dress as non-GM corn, non-distinguishable from my costume, because that is the scariest thing you could think of.
When your vision of our family all sitting down to happily carve pumpkins while the kids silently and carefully separate the seeds from the pulp goes terribly, hilariously wrong, you smile and suggest we ‘try again next year.’
I love you my caring, patient all-together nerdy husband. Happy Birthday (and happy Halloween to all!!!)