food, crochet, merriment
It’s funny–isn’t it–that these little ones don’t really question…
all the boxes and crates and tins that we carry in from wherever they’ve been hiding since last Christmas.
Do you think they wonder why this time of year we surround ourselves with sparkly stars, gingerbread, pine cones and tiny shepherds?
Or do you think, maybe…
that in their gentle angel hearts…
They just know?
If you cannot remember believing in God or if you have ceased to believe or if you believe but without real conviction, I invite you to seek a testimony of God now. Do not be afraid of ridicule. The strength and peace that come from knowing God and having the comforting companionship of His Spirit will make your efforts eternally worthwhile.”
– Elder Robert D. Hales
Oh, it is indeed an adventure to carve pumpkins with big kids. Think what you like about what it is to let a child work on their own Jack O’ Lantern for the first time—pumpkin seeds and bits and slippery insides everywhere–I know.
But let me just tell you–all these little kids in great big, grown up bodies can indeed make the same mess if they set their minds to it. And sometimes…
some of the mayhem looks…um…dare I say…deliberate. It also seems that every year the pumpkins themselves get way bigger. You know what THAT means…
so. do. the. knives. Now there’s spooky.
Oh, how do I leave these people unsupervised?!!
Fact is, once the nasty, really sharp things were put away and the little carving tools came out–these people were quite fascinating to watch. Everyone was concentrating so hard on what they were doing, that it was easy for me sit back and observe a bit.
Funny–isn’t it, how kid’s, even big kid’s personalities really come out…
when left alone…
with a great big, silly, old pumpkin?
Back when the “big kids” were really little kids and not actually big kids, and didn’t have any little kids of their own–are you still with me?–dressing up for Halloween was a month long deal. These guys would tear through the costume box and try everything on and mix and match to their hearts content before finally, FINALLY deciding what to “be” for Halloween. Many times the big decision would end up being made about 3 minutes before scurrying out the door with everybody else to trick or treat.
Look who we have here–Sweet Lyndi the naughty witch, Yellow embarrassed clown Jillian, Purple grinning clown April, friend sixties girl Alyna, and bitty baby bear Daney boy.
Silly little “bald kid” was just a baby, not a big enough kid, and too busy being a baby, and being bald, to dress up. ha ha.
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!