It was a gorgeous, clear day, although very COLD! We went out for breakfast at the local cafe. Halloween Pancakes - with Reeses Pieces! YUM.
Then we took a walk at Elm Bank in Wellesley, the home of the Mass Horticultural Society. Lovely place, although at this point in the season, somewhat bare.
The giant rocking chair:
Don't forget about Micah...and his pitchfork...
The boys had fun climbing this tower. Sofia wasn't so thrilled - she only ever made it to the second step.
My Sam:
Micah:
My husband. Doesn't he look happy and welcoming? (NOT - he was too cold)
Satan takes a nap:
Mama has a turn in the chair:
In the evening, of course, the kids joined the local mayhem. Sam has been going trick-or-treating with his friend/neighbor B since they were both babies, and they once again had a blast together. Micah had a school chum join him. Sofia made it to four houses before David said "she's done" and I had to take her with me. I got to leave candy on the porch and go hang out with the other mommies, while David walked with Micah and his friend (and friend's parents, who spoke Hebrew to each other the whole time).
My "Belle":
(She had no idea it was Halloween until the pumpkin bucket appeared. Until then, she'd been fighting continuously about the costume and the hair [obviously] and the sweater. But when the pumpkin bucket appeared, she brightened up: "Oh! Candy!")
My charming children:
(Sam claimed he was a goth preteen vampire. Micah was going to be the headless horseman, but 1) we couldn't find his "faceless" mask, 2) we couldn't find the cape, and 3) carrying a pumpkin head proved to be way too much work for him. So he was...uh... Micah.... with a pitchfork and sunglasses.
Ok, back to GALA work. Go BID on some items, please!
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2 comments:
I tried to get Rachel to be Belle, but she would have none of it. This year when she put on her costume, she signed and said, "candy.". It was fun to know that she remembered what Halloween was. She had a blast going from one house to the other.
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