Foliage and Fun

It's Autumn time, It's Autumn time, the leaves are falling down
It's Autumn time, It's Autumn time, they're all around the town.

I thought I'd better post about Fall, before it ends. We've had some good times in the foliage around town. And just in case some people thought I couldn't appreciate any season that isn't called, "Summer", let me prove you wrong.

(Isn't this an awesome action shot?)

(It's fun playing soccer with Tati until she gets mad that anybody else kicks the ball.)

(This is a picture taken by our photographer, Chloe. I just love it because of Tati's reflective shoes and maybe also the fact that she is totally picking her nose--you might have to zoom it. Hilarious child.)

Once upon a time when we were watching Teletubbies, they showed a short movie of this cute little British boy going on a walk outside with his mom and tromping in the puddles. They called their boots, "Wellies". We thought that was so funny so we call them "Wellies" too. Since that episode, Chloe has been wanting some rain boots. And now her dream has come true. I wish these fit me. She wears them all the time. Luckily we did have a little rain one day to create the perfect puddle situation. But you've got to love this get up.

And here's Tati in Get-up #2:
It was so hilarious to see her face while she walked through the water and didn't get wet. She was in awe and smiling super gigantically. After a while she fell and then got water inside the boots but she still had a blast!

Ta-Da!

Say What?!

So Chloe plays with one of her BFF's every week. Our house isn't too big so they are often playing around or in front of me. This was a beauty I caught while I was looking for a recipe on the internet.

Chloe: "Pretend we're teenagers, ok Linnea?"

Linnea: "Ok, Chloe. I'm going to drive a car. What are you doing?"

Chloe: "I'm calling my boyfriend."
(push buttons on Tati's cell phone)

Mirror Mirror on the wall...

Who is the fairest of them all?

Princess Tati (and her powerful backpack)!

It was a dark, COLD night on Plum Street...

Happy!

(Isn't this so cute? My sister made it for me. I LOVE IT! Sometimes, she blows me away with her craftiness.)

Sorry for the delay. Here are our Halloween pics.

This was the first year we weren't all dressed up in theme together. It was a little rough for me but I'm maturing and learning how to let it go. Or at least I'm trying. We had two Halloweens this year, normal Halloween night and then our neighborhood did a trunk or treat before Halloween before the weather turned cold. So it was really "warm" that night--probably in the low 60's (which isn't "warm") but compared to the 30's and 40's it usually is, then well, it is warm.

Tati was a candy corn. It was sorta retarded how many people asked us what kind of candy she was. Um, duh. One lady asked if she was a jelly bean. It's not like they don't sell candy corns here. Somebody was complaining to me the other day that candy corns didn't even look like corns and how they were a retarded candy. I finally told them that they picked the wrong audience because I'm a HUGE candy corn fan AND I think they totally do look like corn. But I digress.

Here's our candy corn.
And our "nice" witch. She had to emphasize that to everybody.

She wore make-up and we were all blown away at how striking she looked. It scared her daddy a little bit though. All her overwhelming beauty.

I was Ahoura. Yes, I wanted to be more black but Greg told me it was inappropriate. Don't you think he was being a little racist to not let me be more black? I just used a bunch of bronzer to make me like a Mexi-Ahoura. Greg said he was "Disposable Character #1". He's usually killed off in the first 5 min. or so of the show. Crazy ole coot.
Here we are, all together:

Here we all are on Halloween night:
Greg was supposed to be the "Edge" from U2 but he forgot to wear his beanie. I don't know what I was. I was like a pimp meets cat in the hat meets Elton John.

And finally, this is a glimpse into the future for Tats and if I never brush hair again.

Awkward Moment

So I went to Costco today. It was super busy and my child was super sick of being strapped into the cart (I finally realize why they have those weird seat belts in the cart). I feel like something is always getting rearranged at Costco. The eggs were gone because they are trying to make a "dairy" section. Well if you're going to make a "dairy" section why not include cheese, butter, cream cheese, cottage cheese, etc.? Whatever.

So I'm in the retarded meat department and now the pork is all gone. All I see is lamb everywhere. I sighed some relief when I saw a meat dude. A butcher if you will. He was facing a meat cart and was unloading some salmon into the salmon section. A burly man with a baseball hat on, short gray hair, some gloves and of course the butcher jacket (which looks an awful lot like a doctor jacket, doesn't it?) I quickly approached him and said, "Excuse me Sir, can you please tell me where the ground pork is?"

But he just sort of ignored me. I was about to repeat myself when he turned around. Um, not a man. Definitely a lady. A burly lady with short hair and not too girly in any way but still definitely a a girl. SHE told me (sorta rudely) that the pork row was just over there. I quickly thanked her and was also thanking the stars that apparently she didn't hear the 'Sir' part when she goes, "And by the way, I'm not a man, I'm a lady." I quickly mumbled that I was so sorry to her as I wheeled away as fast as I could. Woops!

I Love My Cabby!

Remember when you were little (everybody my age) and it was all about the Cabbage Patch Kids? My mom even had some like black market hook-up with my kindergarten teacher, Miss Ollrich, where we went to her house outside of school and bought some of the CPKs. I'm pretty sure they were fakes or else full of drugs.

Well, my fun sister bought Chloe the next generation of CPK when she was little. Chloe was never really into babies because the My Little Ponies had some magic power over her (probably also full of drugs) so we saved it for Tati who LOVES IT!

She:

• Shares her gum with the "Baby".
• Shares her food and drink with baby.
• Wants to change "Baby's" diaper.
• Gets mad if you don't kiss baby at nap time.
• Wants to take the baby in the car every time. If the baby gets left at home, her mother has been known to turn around and go back for it.
• Puts rocks inside the baby's outfit because the baby doesn't have any pockets.

THANK YOU AUNT CARLIE!

Beware!

We got this haunted gingerbread kit from Target (in Idaho) made my Mr. Wilton.


It seemed like a fun idea and easy enough. It even says that word, "easy" several times on the box.

All we had to add to the frosting was water. It came with black and orange frosting.

It came with 3 sample designs of what to decorate.

It came with candies.

It came with decorating tips.

It came with it all.

But Mr. Wilton wasn't expecting it to come with this.

You see, getting the exact "toothpaste" consistently isn't really as easy as just "adding water". So we just went with it. We tried to just "ooze" and "drip" the frosting over the house. It was going to look like black Halloween icicles or something...

It ended up more like a house on tar lake. It was sooo messy! Something else I learned was that my husband has never used a cake decorating tip. It was hilarious. He said he couldn't tell what the tip was doing while he was focusing on frosting not coming out the end. And that is where Tati's decore came from.

Yup, Daddy just dripped those right on her head. Obliviously. He would've continued too except that I said something like, "Um, you know you're dripping on your child's head, right?" but I guess to Greg it might've sounded more like this, "GREG, YOU BAFOON WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! YOU'RE DRIPPING FROSTING ALL OVER THE TABLE, ALL OVER THE FLOOR, ON MY FOOT, AND ON TATI'S HEAD!!!!!!!! STOP THE FROSTING!!! SHUT IT DOWNNNN!!"

So here we are in the end. I can't say it was the best gingerbread house ever, but dang it sure was fun! One of my highlights was when Chloe turned to Greg and said, "Daddy, Tati looks like a tar baby." Ahh, the memories.

Happy Halloween!