I have such a love hate relationship with Halloween. My kids love it, and I do love their imaginations and love of dressing up. But EIGHT pumpkins? That’s a lot. Couldn’t 3 or 4 be sufficient? All the candy? It drives me crazy. Gore and evil? Hate it.
I do love happy excited kids, though, so I guess I’m not too down on Halloween. They had a lot of fun just getting into their costumes (and character) and trick or treating.
Was that enough photos for you? I think the funnest thing about Halloween for me is looking back through the photos of past years and seeing how my kids have changed and grown. I mean, look at my Brenna. My big, beautiful, grown up girl. She’s always had very strong opinions about what she’d be for Halloween. Never again will she be a hermit crab.
If you just haven’t had enough here are some links to past Halloweens:
Just popping in to say happy weekend. It’s been a relaxing one for us so far. The weather is perfect fall, there are leaves to rake and jump into, and cute kids to soak up.
What are you up to?
Eva has a new talent.
She can frequently be found wandering the house with a harmonica or two in hand. She plays and plays and plays.
Oh this baby! I’m constantly saying that she is the cutest thing that I’ve ever seen.
And then she gets cuter.
So, princess Eva had a birthday today. I anticipated having an emotional day, seeing how my last baby is crossing that bridge from babyhood to toddlerhood, but it’s been a sweet, relaxing day. I feel good about this whole thing. Good and complete. Eva’s the other slice of bread to our “girl- boy- boy- boy- boy- girl” sandwich we’ve made here and it all feels just as it should be.
We didn’t do anything elaborate, just opened a couple of presents
She loved the teddy bear card from Grandma Croker.
The big kids read her new books over and over. She loved the sound effects for the walrus in Polar Bear, Polar Bear What do you See? best.
Ian, our resident crown maker made sure she was appropriately outfitted with a specially designed tiara.
That’s blowing she’s doing there,
and then singing and clapping in response to our singing and clapping.
Barry made an angel food cake from scratch.
We took it out on the deck and ate to the sunset.
Now we’ll all go to bed so happy we have our chubby, wobbly walking, bright eyed little Eva.
Happy birthday sweet heart!