We spent Sunday morning making bricks for our basement dungeon out of contact paper and milk cartons that I have been diligently saving for months. Thanks to Michael and his reminiscences of his mom's creativity for this massively time-wasting idea.
Twenty-six down, sixty-some to go... and only nine days til Halloween.
Then our kids sang Halloween songs at Barnes and Noble for a school fundraiser. Most of the kids came in costume but we are not quite ready for that yet. It was very cute, if not very photogenic: fun to see the quirky music teacher, the aptly named Mr Key, at work with his keyboard, weird sounds and impressive crowd control. Eliot was finally intimidated by a man-sized leopard-- accompanying the 5th graders' rendition of "Wild Thing"-- which she took to be a bear, and has been shuddering at the thought of it all weekend, declaring it "All gone, bear! All gone!". I think this falls in the category of scary boundary crossing-- both of my children are also very uncomfortable with hand puppets and dolls or toy animals that move on their own.
To cap off a great day, Anselm's gaping maw won the scariest pumpkin competition at Robin, Paul and Rachel's most excellent chili-and-pumpkin-carving fiesta on Sunday afternoon.
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