Monday, November 8, 2010

DO CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS IN ALL OF THE STORES MEAN IT'S TOO LATE FOR A HALLOWEEN POST?

Our community had trick or treating on the 30th. We had some friends over for feasting on chili dogs, s'mores, bean soup, and coconut cake, and homemade popcorn balls, followed by trick or treating. Because how tragic if we didn't get enough treats for the evening!

Guess what? I didn't take any pictures of my kids in costume.

Because, clearly. Nobody finds that remotely interesting. And, I'm pretty sure my kids will NEVER want to reminisce about costumes of yore.


That being said, I did take pictures of Bookworm and her friend playing in the fire.



And Studmuffin admiring his creation.


And this dog begging for a s'more.

An, the next day I took pictures of the girls pumpkins. Popcorn's is a kitty. Bookworm stuck with the traditional jack-o-lantern face.


I saved my pumpkin to make pumpkin puree.

'Cause I'm just homey that way.


As per usual, Studmuffin's was a reflection of death and destruction.

'Cause he's just redneck that way.

I will finish this highly informative post with a quote from Bookworm as we were eating chili this week. She was reaching for her third bowl. "You can take the girl out of Texas, but you can't take the Texas out of the girl."

Amen and Amen.

5 comments:

serialswooper.com said...

Nothing beats a loyal gray muzzled pup.

Good dog.

Dawn said...

I love the death and destruction pumpkin. well, of course, all of them!

mindy@thesuburbanlife.com said...

I think it's a perfectly appropriate time to post about Halloween! In fact, I don't think there's a better time for it...mainly cause I posted about Halloween yesterday. :)
P.S. My husband has now vowed to carve antlers into his pumpkin next year. Thanks a lot.
Mindy
www.thesuburbanlife.com

Paula said...

Your party sounds like a blast! GREAT pumpkins

Caitlin said...

You ought to live in a country that doesn't have Thanksgiving. In Australia they start putting out the Chrissy decs in September. It has been seriously messing with my sons mind.