Last weekend was filled with plenty of seasonal fun.
Friday night we participated in a Trunk or Treat at our church. Believe it or not, we didn't have any clue what our theme was going to be until after 12:30 PM that day when J decided he was dressing up as a football player. Surprisingly, things came together fairly easily and with very little stress. Less than an hour before the event began, Steve had the awesome idea to make a goal post.
Disorganization paid off this time! I must admit, though, by the end of the night I was kind of regretting not bringing the most important tailgating prop...the beer!
And still no decent picture of my two children...
...but we now have a goal post in our backyard. How are the Joneses going to keep up with that? (No, we don't really know anyone with that last name. Yes, I did have to resort to Google for a lesson in plurality.)
On Saturday we were off to cheer on the Huskers at my cousin's home. The kids celebrated the victory and the season by painting pumpkins. What started off as a fairly well-controlled activity,
quickly became quite out of hand.
So much so, that I opted to protect my camera over capturing the moment.
Nonetheless, three very artsy little girls earned themselves a bath.
Here's the water to prove it, and that color is not due to the lighting!
And a not-so-happy daddy cleaning up.
Sunday, of course, was Halloween. Knowing that I could not compete with last year's amazing homemade Moses costume, I didn't even try this year.
Our kids have plenty of dress-up clothes, so that evening I directed them to go pick out a costume. J went into his room and returned quickly asking for help removing his button-up shirt. As I was assisting him, he announced, "A superhero is about to be born!"
After Batman and Cinderella made their ways around our neighborhood, we headed home so the real festivities could commence.
Instead of rationing out the candy over weeks to months, we have a less accepted philosophy: eat 'til you wanna puke.
We did attempt to throw in a little education by graphing our candy, but our soaring blood glucose levels interfered with our ability to learn.
Glycemic Fest 2010 (a.k.a The Great Pancreatic Challenge), complete with apple cider (Oh my! Thirty grams of carbs per 8 oz. serving!), lived up to all the hype.
Uh-oh! The Nerds got spilled. Someone needs to be cut off!
However, we did learn one big lesson out of all of this.
Our children need to be trained to go for the Reese's next year.
Happy Gluttony!
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