food, crochet, merriment
I don’t actually remember this particular Halloween, but that’s because I’m the little one in the shot. Laurie was a pink cat or something and Andy was a skeleton. Sweatshirts and masks.
My favorite things are the tiny pumpkins. I always felt sorry for them at the store, because I was afraid they’d be left behind. To this day, that’s the size I buy.
Don’t you sometimes wish that it could all be this simple again?
About this time of year…every year, it is our most ancient of traditions to march on up to the canyon for one last evening picnic to enjoy the changing leaves before they fall. They were a bit late this year–but it doesn’t matter.
We’ve been doing this since my kids were little so it only seems right that we do it now…
that their kids are little.
The good old leaves are always here–
just waiting for us…
to rub a few sticks together…
and get down to what really matters!
After all–we must keep our priorities straight!
heh, heh.
PS—Guess who’s got…
a boyfriend!!!
Way to go Laurie!
…putteth his mother to shame.”
Isn’t that a bible verse or something? If it isn’t, it should be.
So, here’s the story—
We grown-ups were minding our own business, having a discussion of some sort in the office when we heard an unusual amount of giggling coming from the kitchen—always a dangerous sign with a three year old loose in the house. We came around the corner to find, to our surprise, that a 25lb. bag of flour can, indeed be ripped in half by a determined kid with a fork. Pretty sure he thought there was a prize inside.
He was wrong…
dang cute…
but wrong.
Ooooh-hooo…lookey where we got to go–thanks to our sweet little Jillian. She saw Lion King in London and would positively not allow us to miss it when it came here, to our very own town.
But first, for the sake of the evening, we simply had to go to the Melting Pot for dinner. It was an amazing place with melted cheesy fondue in pots on the table with bread and veggies to dip into it.
And then…then…
they brought out the chocolate…and all the incredible things to dip into it.
Yeow.
I personally thought it would be a good idea if they just pulled out pillows and blankets and just let us sleep over. It was that good and the only thing that would have made it even better would have been to not be rushed.
Ahh…but we had a show to get to.
Sadly, this is the only shot I was allowed to take–before the show started. We were strictly forbidden to take any kind of pictures once the play started…and I didn’t want to go to jail or anything. I’m kind of a coward in real life.
But I found a way to show you a bit of what we saw…oh, do brace yourself.
Amazing…
Simply amazing.
Thank you Jillian.
You know what to do, friends. 🙂
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