It’s November 4th. You know what that means? It means Game On. Suck the Marrow 2013 has commenced. And by marrow, I mean twinkly lights.
And those who admirably picket and rally for Thanksgiving, don’t you worry. It won’t get lost in the shuffle. We hang twinkly lights for Thanksgiving too. In fact I think I’ll cook our turkey this year by the heat of twinkle bulbs because then I would have legitimate reason to buy more.
I like these last months so much, and I like them even more now that this weekend has brought a cold front and we’re experiencing the most delightful Florida weather–open windows, fluttery curtains, cardigans at night.
Before we twinkle this place out, a few photos from our Halloween. ‘Twas fun.
Clown, ring master, lion, strong man and carnie who was thrilled to pull out his greasy Bulls 3-Peat shirt for the event.
Nella was obsessed with her tail all night, twisting around to see its shadow in street lamp glow and watching it drag on the sidewalk. We finally had to tie it up.
As for trick-or-treating, Lainey took Nella’s hand and walked her up to doors while Brett and I coaxed from the end of the driveways–“It’s okay, you can do it.” She followed her sister’s lead with a quiet little “tickerteet” and a good “thank you,” and we smiled and shared one of those “aren’t our kids the cutest things in the universe?!” moments.
And after bragging to my father-in-law the other night that our kids haven’t even bothered to ask for any of their candy, he chuckled and said, “Well, Lainey showed me a secret stash she’s keeping in her wagon.” Apparently, that whole hide-stuff-from-your-parents thing has begun.
Happy holiday things to come. This blog is a nice little cellar to store the overflow that happens from November on.