Octsnowber

Fun times today in an unexpected October snowfall.

Trick or treat!

Boo! It's not Halloween, but trick-or-treating took place tonight here in Lancaster County, so we decided to go with the Halloween thing all day, starting with breakfast. Ghost pancakes

and spider pancakes. Sort of. (Octopus, maybe? Sunflower?) Eh, let's stick with ghosts.

I made sure to wear my Halloween finest,

and this guy. . .

(Who, me?)

Yeah, it was time to whip out the Yoda costume again. One of my favorite Halloween traditions. We might have to have one more baby just so we can use it again.

Come on - can you stand it?

Jack and PJ could not wait to don their superhero costumes again, and they had a blast trick-or-treating! Those pumpkin buckets were really heavy by the end - maybe because one neighbor was giving out juice boxes. (Seriously?)

They were actually excited to sit on the porch and pose with their costumes this year, and you might notice that in addition to the muscles in PJ's costume, they're both looking a little buff because I had to put several layers of clothing on them first. It was cold here tonight!

I love these two little guys.

And the way they love on this other little guy.

Happy Halloween!

Welcome, Fall!

Monday morning, we visited the local farm stand to get things to decorate our front porch.

The boys picked out their own pumpkins for painting

Look at poor PJ's eyes- allergies much, buddy?

Jack, who enjoys pretending that everything can talk, said his pumpkin told him it felt funny getting painted. He reassured the pumpkin that it wouldn't hurt a bit.

Thomas loves watching his silly big brothers.

While PJ and Thomas took a nap, Jack and I found some of Daddy's old clothes to make into a scarecrow. We painted a papier mâchée head that had started out as a dinosaur egg project but never quite made it there.

Jack was fascinated by the scarecrow and insisted on posing next to him for a picture.

I love the Fall, and love that we can get these things for so little money - it was $11 for everything. (In fact, all the corn shocks were only $1.50. Last year, I thought that price was per stalk, so I asked for four of them and the farm stand owner said they'd deliver them and a hay bale to the house later that night in their pickup truck. They came while I was putting the boys to bed and when I came down it looked like Children of the Corn on our porch, so this year I knew just to order one.)

I am also bound and determined to make those gorgeous mums survive for at least a week before they start to turn brown!