Ahh, Halloween! Here Claudia (as a Lion) and Emily (as a bride) sit just before heading off to trick-or-treat on Wednesday.
Although we did have a big, uncarved pumpkin on our front step you cannot see it in this photo as someone took it earlier in the week. We have decided that it was a poor child that could not afford a pumpkin of his or her own and not a total jerk that was just trying to be mean. Somehow roving bands of poor pumpkin less children make us feel better about our loss.
There was a smashed pumpkin in the street around the block from our house. Luckily, it was a pumpkin that had clearly been carved and so, although there was a great sadness about the destroyed pumpkin, the girls didn't seem to suspect that it may have been our beloved, still missing pumpkin splatted there in the street. The girls were obsessed for two days by the pumpkin roadkill, begging me to drive that way home any time we were out. They would crane their necks to look out the windows while pleading, "Drive slower! Please slow down so we can see it!" Then, once they had worked up the courage, the three of us walked over to see it up close and that seemed to give them the closure they needed.
Also, in general, we do not have a mini trampoline sitting against our front steps but we are in the process of fall cleaning and everything is being cleaned and stored (or at least moved somewhere else) and this trampoline was on it's way to the garage for the winter.
Although we did have a big, uncarved pumpkin on our front step you cannot see it in this photo as someone took it earlier in the week. We have decided that it was a poor child that could not afford a pumpkin of his or her own and not a total jerk that was just trying to be mean. Somehow roving bands of poor pumpkin less children make us feel better about our loss.
There was a smashed pumpkin in the street around the block from our house. Luckily, it was a pumpkin that had clearly been carved and so, although there was a great sadness about the destroyed pumpkin, the girls didn't seem to suspect that it may have been our beloved, still missing pumpkin splatted there in the street. The girls were obsessed for two days by the pumpkin roadkill, begging me to drive that way home any time we were out. They would crane their necks to look out the windows while pleading, "Drive slower! Please slow down so we can see it!" Then, once they had worked up the courage, the three of us walked over to see it up close and that seemed to give them the closure they needed.
Also, in general, we do not have a mini trampoline sitting against our front steps but we are in the process of fall cleaning and everything is being cleaned and stored (or at least moved somewhere else) and this trampoline was on it's way to the garage for the winter.
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"Also, in general, we do not have a mini trampoline sitting against our front steps but we are in the process of fall cleaning and everything is being cleaned and stored (or at least moved somewhere else) and this trampoline was on it's way to the garage for the winter."
Uh, huh. Sure. We believe you.
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