The season officially began last weekend with an evening at the Jack-O-Lantern Spectacular, an annual favourite. We have a very serious pirate this year. Arg. Wise beyond his pirate years.
Except when he's not. And he's being gloriously goofy. Which would be, well, most of the time.
The boys eating popcorn and completely losing it. Don't even remember what was so funny.
Showing off his sword thrusting skills before we left the house. Um, Kel? Might need some work there, son.
Look behind him. A ghost pirate! Or a pirate ghost? You pick.
We drove over to Hannibal, Missouri last weekend to attend the annual Folklife Festival. The sun was bright, the day was hot, and we all had a wonderful day hanging by the Mississippi in Mark Twain's boyhood home town. I highly recommend this event (and the trolley tour and steam boat cruise) to anybody who might be in the area next October. Especially if the weather decides to play everlasting summer again!
I complained bitterly about having to take today off work because the boy's school had a "teacher in service day". Proven wrong yet again. It was a grand day out, start to finish.
I am a palynologist, a mother, and a wife -- not necessarily in that order. Recently moved from the UK and currently stranded in the Midwest. Good job in a less than perfect location.