Holidays

Well, we dressed David and Wade up in their costumes so we could take some pictures since David was too sick to go trick-or-treating. David was so cranky from not feeling well. There were more boo-hoos than boos at our house tonight. I’m lucky I got any pictures at all.

David got this giraffe mask at the zoo this summer. So he wanted to dress up like one for Halloween. My mom made his costume. She even found a little giraffe costume for Wade at the store. It’s fitting, really. I mean, I feel like I live in a zoo most days anyway.

David insisted on wearing my black gloves so he looked like he had “giraffe hands.” He couldn’t have his “people hands” showing. Here’s David by himself. I should have taken a picture of the back. He had a tail and a mane too. Is it called a mane on a giraffe?

Here’s Wade.

I tried coloring Wade’s nose to match his costume with some eyeshadow since he didn’t have a mask. It worked until he smugged it. Surprisingly, he didn’t mind when I put it on, but he was not happy when I wiped it off.

Here’s the full costume. Wade wasn’t cooperating very well at this point either.

Since we didn’t even get our pumpkin carved with the guys sick, we celebrated by doing that tonight.

I want you to know this is the most expensive pumpkin we’ve ever bought. We made the mistake of purchasing it from the official pumpkin farm rather than the farmer down the road like we usually do. I didn’t check the price before taking it up to the cashier. I never imagined it would cost $8.75. Isn’t that a lot for a pumpkin?

We only pay $20 for an entire Christmas tree.

But by that point we were too committed, and we forked over the cash. We’ll be sure to get to the farmer’s house next year before he runs out. We could have bought three pumpkins from him for that price.

At first David didn’t want to put his hand in the pumpkin. He thought is was gross. Here’s making an angry face here as we try to get him to help clean it.

He finally got brave. Oh, I’m not entirely sure why David is shirtless. I think he was afraid he’d get his costume dirty.

For the most part David just looked on while Dave carved.

Here’s the finished Jack-O-Lantern. We always have a happy, grinning pumpkin. Doesn’t he look congenial?

And here’s the pumpkin lit up with the battery operated candle I bought on the clearance rack at Tractor Supply, of all places, after Christmas three years ago. I finally found a use for it. Yes, that’s right, Tractor Supply. It’s a very fancy place.

Hope you had a happy Halloween!

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We’ve been on the go the last couple weeks, and it doesn’t show any signs of stopping. I’ve got lots of photos and stories saved up. Are you ready? I’m breaking it up into a few posts. A lot of this is for friends and family so sorry if this bores you. But I do have one funny David story that I’m saving for last. You don’t want to miss that one.

The whirlwind started on the Fourth of July. We went to the fireworks. Around here they’re held at the airport. Airport is a term I use loosely. It’s a big field with one paved runway, one not paved runway, and a few small hangers. Let’s just say there are no 747′s coming in to land there.

This was the first year David actually stayed awake for the whole thing. How anyone can sleep through all that exploding and booming is beyond me, but in the past he was always out halfway through.

Now it’s a really classy set up where you park your car in the field. Then you sit in front of your car on a blanket. Or if you are so blessed as to own a pick-up truck, you bring your camping chairs and sit on those in the back of your truck.

We live in rural Michigan, what do you want?

Poor Wade did not like the loud noise at all, so he and I ended up sitting in the car. I viewed the fireworks through the windshield by slouching down in the front seat and holding my neck at a 90 degree angle for 15 minutes.

Can I just say, “Ouch!”

I don’t have any photos of the fireworks because it’s pointless to try and take pictures in the dark with my cheap little camera.

I’m going to stop here and say that I’m stunned by the number of parents I see with huge SLR cameras and even bigger lenses. I mean, I’m talking set-ups that have to cost thousands of dollars. I saw a mom recently with a zoom lens that looked like the kind sports photographers use to take pictures of Kobi from the sidelines. Either there are more professional photographers out there than I thought, or digital cameras have replaced the SUV as the new status symbol among the soccer mom crowd.

Yikes! I hope not. I’ll never make it in the PTA if that’s the case.

Anyhow the day after the Fourth of July, that would be the fifth oddly enough, Dave’s quartet had a concert.

That I do have a picture of.

So patriotic with all the flags!

It was a cool day, as it has been all summer here. (It was 51 degrees when I got up this morning. In July! That’s chilly even this far north.) But the guys were singing right into the sun the entire time. Great lighting for the photo, but it was 100 degrees on that stage.

This was at a park. My parent’s church picnic. David has been to their church several times, and knows a lot of the people who go there. Months ago when I was still pregnant my Dad started telling David he was getting a sister instead of a brother just to tease him. David was adamant that he was getting a brother, even before we knew it was a boy, and his reactions were priceless. Well, the pastor of their church started teasing David about that too. My Dad and the pastor have continued to ask David about his sister even now that Wade is here. It bothers David to no end, and he proudly insists that he has a brother.

Well, at the picnic when the pastor started to tease David about his, “baby sister,” David informed the pastor that Wade was indeed a boy because, “He has a penis!”

Yep. My son talking to the pastor about male genitalia.

But that’s not the David story I promised. Stay tuned.

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