Halloween

My little Hoonicorn, I love that little girl.  She is so cute, but informed me this weekend that it was a Unicorn dad.  I wanted to cry as I don't want her to grow up.  Ok before I get teared about about my cute girly with the curlies, let me get back to halloween.  This is usually the time for the whole family to dress up, but because of the addition of little Ruby, our October was just one of the most difficult months to make it through.  But for the kids, everything worked out just right, cause Ruby did not interrupt their Halloween plans.  

Our first Halloween outing was to the trunk or treat with the church friends.  It was a great time, and we collected a good deal of candy.  For Halloween night though, we had perfect weather and a wagon, and hundreds of houses for our picking.  We went to our normal neighborhood (houses squeezed close together are the perfect neighborhoods), and before we were finished had our baskets overflowing.  

Belle did not last long in the wagon, as she wanted to walk with the boys, she later allowed me to hold her pumpkin as it got heavy.  One house had some really cool windows, and the last picture shows a house that had some creepy spider stuff.  Sam and Davis jumped in for the picture, but Belle was scared to death of that house and was ready to leave.  So fun.

Around the House (Summer turns to Fall)

Two scouts in the house now, watch out.  Our first adventure of the year was a Barons game before the start of the school year.  

Then it was time for School.  Sam in third grade and Davis in first grade.

This was our first time roller skating at a birthday party.  Sam made it around one time, and complaining of a broken wrist was done after that one trip.  Belle had fun, but it was mainly me holding her hand as we inched forward at a snail's pace.  Davis, man, I thought he was going to destroy his backside.  He crashed so many times, it was ridiculous.  But he would not stop, I bet he went around the rink 15 times.  He slowly got better, but he definitely has more patience with it than I would have.  And after skating, I bought Belle some bugles, so below that was her Witch fingers, which is basically all I can ever remember doing with bugles.  They are horrible, but I would want them just to make pointy fingers and then eat them.  They need to market these better during halloween.

Davis at a birthday party above, then Davis in his new turtle suit for halloween.  That guy has got some moves.

This was my birthday, and Magan bought me some Harry Potter Jelly beans that taste like really awful flavors.  I tasted grass, dirt, earthworm, earwax, booger, and finally with Davis, we tried vomit.  It was nasty and tasted like old cheese dipped in sour milk.  Davis started gagging and almost "barfed".  Too funny, perfect present for this ole Dad.

Above, Magan said that Belle would ride this horse side saddle (as the princesses do) singing her songs all day long.  And below is what lousy dads let their boys do to learn how to whittle with pocket knives...Use bar soap.  oh well, they liked it, and Sam showed me that he was responsible to have his pocket knife back (He had previously used his leatherman to pinch Davis resulting in a cut, bandaid, discipline and removal of knife).  So Sam gets his knife back, and THE NEXT DAY takes it to school.  Yeah, bad idea, and luckily all is good, but NO MORE pocketknifes for the rest of this year.  Sam, remember this when your boy saves his money to buy a leatherman in the third grade...tell him to just buy some legos.

Ruby (Time to Go Home)

Just a few pictures of the trip home, and some happy family that got to hold her for the first time!

Shelby Iron Works Festival (Scout Trip)

This was Davis' first "Go See It" meeting with his Tiger Den.  So we went down the road to the Shelby Iron Works Festival.  It was a fun trip, and Uncle John got to join us for this adventure, but not probably something we need to go to each year.  The neatest thing to me and and I think everyone else was getting to watch them make Sorghum from the cane shown in the pictures below.  We watched them squeeze the liquid out of the cane, then cook it (~250 degrees), then I bought a pint that was still at about that same temperature having just been made.  Glad we had a bag to carry it in.