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Friday, October 31, 2008
Trick-or-Treat!
Here's my brood...the hippie, the baby, and the bat.
Beth, being such a big girl, went off to trick-or-treat with her friends this year. :-( But I took Mary and John out. Of course I was quite proud that my perfect children remembered their manners. At every house there was a "trick-or-treat" and a "thank you!" before we'd hit the next home. Although I have to be careful with John...that kid will take politeness to the point of beligerance. At one house, he did his normal "thank you" at the end. The guy was fairly oblivious and ignored his cute little comment, so of course John said it again...this time a little louder. When it still went unrecognized, he yelled "THANK YOU!" I finally chimed in and said, "Okay, John let's go" when he yelled back to me in a honked off reply "But that guy didn't say you're welcome!!" I tried not to laugh, but the other parents around me just lost it...
Pumpkin Night
We held our annual family pumpkin carving night earlier this week. We got a good laugh out of the differences between each child's reaction to scooping out "the guts."
Mary, my normal gagger on all things gross, dug in there to scoop the guts out with her bare hands! She hooped and hollered about it feeling cold & squishy, but she had so much fun.
Beth, obviously disgusted with her sister's lack of self control, decided to be a lady and use a spoon to scrape her pumpkin out. She was not about to put her hands in there...gross!
John, well we have no pictures of him scraping out the guts because the minute he saw (and smelled) the inside of his pumpkin he ran off screaming. Dad had to pitch in to do his dirty work.
We kept coaxing John to come back out and join us. I lit my pumpkin spice Yankee candle to help him with the yucky smell
and we kept our jokes at bay. We just about lost him for good when he came back out just as Matt was dumping the slimy innards of John's pumpkin onto the table - of course he wretched and gagged. So I went running to him with my own slimy hands, keep in mind he's trying to stifle a puke, to take him into the kitchen while the yucky stuff on the table was disposed of.
Once the gross stuff was removed, John was happy to come back out and join the family for the drawing and subsequent carving of the jack-o-lantern faces.
It all ended well and the kids were proud of their finished products. :-)
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Halloween - round 1
This weekend started the with the first of our Halloween plans...well, at least Beth & Matt's Halloween plans. Beth went to the 2nd annual Fiedler Bash on Friday night dressed to the nines in her fluorescent hippie attire.
The party rocked with a DJ, smoke machine, tables of munchies, scary decorations everywhere, and co-ed's (50 kids in attendance clearly divided with an imaginary line - girls danced on the chairs on one side, the much older boys, very cool 7th graders, all hung out at the food tables probably discussing football and who can fart on cue.)
My hippie was there to spread the word of peace and love...
Matt and the rest of his band played a Halloween party at the VFW in Greenville Saturday night. All of the guys were good sports and decided to go in costume. Matt went purchased a latex head cover to be able to go as one of the Coneheads. Yeah, we all got a good chuckle out of the fact that he PURCHASED something to give him the appearance of a bald guy with a big head. What a stretch that one is!
The RocketDogs were good sports though. Here's my rockin' guys - the nun, the nerd, the pirate and the conehead.
Monday, October 20, 2008
A Day at the Farm
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Sunday, October 12, 2008
Mary takes on Shockers...
My kids have never been too keen on sour candies. In fact, I think Beth's the only one that has even eaten them before.
Mary gets to pick a treat out of the prize box when she gets 100% on her spelling tests. Normally there's a jolly rancher or piece of taffy in her bag, but this time she brought home a little bag of Shockers. They are horribly sour for the first several seconds and then they get sweeter as you continue to suck on them. Mary had me in tears from laughing so hard when she popped the first one in her mouth. I couldn't find my camera so I started snapping pictures with my phone...


Was it mean of me to laugh at her suffering? Maybe. But she chose to eat every single one of those suckers because she was not about to admit defeat. By the time she was done, my stomach hurt from laughing so hard.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
It's Spirit Week!
And there was neon day...
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