I've been meaning to write. I have, really. One of my boys is now in school and the other still naps in the afternoon, which (one would think) would give me lots of time to blog and catch up on other things.October has flown by. The month was full of candy and parties and costumes. Arthur was Luke Skywalker and Balin chose to be a fireman. Would you believe that I had to make his jacket because I couldn't find one anywhere? Costumes for both boys cost a whopping $20. I was a bit overwhelmed with everything going on this year, so I didn't make a new costume. Maybe next year.
Provided that I come up with a really good idea.
And if, of course, I'm feeling ambitious.
We bought our pumpkin from the Farmer's Market this year - the typical orange variety. I tried to spice things up by convincing them we should get a warty one. That was a resounding "NO!" They did, however, like the smooth white ones, so maybe next year we'll be able to convince them that we should get one of those. 
Their idea of cool changes on a whim, so they might like the warty ones next year.Arthur loved pulling the pumpkin guts out. Balin was a little less interested, but he liked the end result. Arthur designed the face after one of the Halloween luminaries we saw at Shopko.
There were also the customary cut cookies. As you can see, dear readers, both boys have frosting on their lips. After they plastered their cookies with frosting, they decided to devour the remainder.Really, there's no other way to do it.
We ended up going to Carter and Anders's house for dinner the night of Halloween. We were hopeful that the weather on the boys' first actual night of trick-or-treating would be nice, but it poured. The boys played with their friends while Robinson and I hung out with their parents. All in all a nice evening, though not the one we had planned.
Hope your Halloween was a blessed one. I thought about my grandmother and Karen all day.
Blessed be.
