Halloween

I am miraculously on the ball...and wide awake due to one too many ghost stories. So, I thought I would post Halloween pictures.

Some of the kids pictured here are not easily or willingly photographed. I had to make a really ridiculous comment to get a reaction that looked like glee- and less like torture..



This picture gives me mixed reactions.

1. Someone did a REALLY good job helping #1 put her costume together.

2. #1 looks entirely too old and.....

I think, for parental (fatherly) well being, no more makeup for a long time. Well, at least eye liner and anything lipstickish.


Can you guess what she is?

SpiKeS DeMisE

There once was a turkey named Spike. When he moved into the neighborhood he was a cute little fluffy chick admired by the children next door. Then he grew into a stinker of great stature.

Spike was lonely. His family went to California months ago (supposedly returning in Feb. or March) and left him in the care of the delightful, charming, and entertaining family next door. One would think that this fact would make a turkey happy, but not Spike! He was a fickle bird, only content temporarily at home- and then he was off in search of a new adventure. There were lawns to inspect, cars to ascend, and high school boys to chase merrily down the road. (The last hobby made comical by the thirteen year old girl saving the cowardly boys- who ran away backpacks in tow, while holding up their ridiculously baggy jeans .)

No matter how many times the neighbor clipped his wings and repeatedly herded him back into his fenced yard Spike could and would not cease his explorations. Within a short amount of time he had become a neighborhood project, and then he introduced himself to the people on the other side of the neighborhood. Spike thought he had a good thing going....not unlike his own personal Manifest Destiny. Until the cops discovered his operation. Apparently he had worked his way to the major road that ran from one end of town to the other. People, except male high school bus walkers, thought he was amusing as he patrolled up and down the avenue. Some took pictures while most just rubber-necked as they cruised by. Spike was causing poor traffic behavior and this caused the good police officers anxiety....and they felt sorry for the cowardly bus boys. So Spike got in trouble.

After much "official" recommendation, debate,and deliberation it was determined that Spike would be sentenced to the care of a "bird specialist" in a more rural setting. The neighbors hope they are set up to accommodate social turkeys.

One of THOSE days.

Has your dishwasher started leaving a black residue on your dishes? If so....it's possible one of your children lodged a pen in the housing of the ink-spewing beast.....

...and it only cost me $60.00 to find out.

Turkey Update

#1 Child was here and rules the world!

I was going to relate the gripping end to the saga of "Spike, the Turkey next Door", but I only had time to enter a title before motherhood duties flopped at my feet. When I returned, about 24 hours later, apparently my eldest child had taken over the world....and I didn't know, but always suspected she may. Oddly, or not, the title still fits.