Trick or Treat!

What a spooktacular night! Evy (aka little grey mouse) had a great time trick-or-treating. I think this is the first year she really 'gets' it. She and Rob did up the town and she brought home her body-weight in refined sugars and high-fructose corn syrup products. I'll see how much I can eat before she notices!

A lovely night was had by all. Much better than last night, when we had to take madam to the hospital to get 3 stitches in her little forehead. Maple coffee tables can be very unforgiving. It was a long 3.5 hour wait in the emergency room too, and we didn't get home until 10:30pm, so it was a long day.

BUT! My wonderful friend Liz is visiting via Yorkshire and Houston, so we are having a FABULOUS time. It's really wonderful to see someone that you haven't seen in years and pick up where you left off. How I miss the UK accents. I'll be back to asking my questions with a Yorkshire lilt in no time. She's here a few more days and we're making the most of this sunny weather - off to the zoo tomorrow.

Of course, there are many animals at the zoo, but none as cute as these little critters. Without further ado, here are some photos from the Halloween fun:

My jack-o-lantern decorated at the PoHo
pumpkin party yesterday

Evy, aka lil' mouse looking quite bulky for once

Please mom, hurry up and take the picture so I can get CANDY!



Last week's Halloween fun also included a party up at the playgroup Evy attends. Henry made an appearance wearing Evy's costume from a few years ago. He's confident enough in his masculinity to pull off (and rock) the pink poodle attire. He was the cutest little poodle ever. Also, Evy wore this costume when she was 16 months old (photos here and here), while Henry fills it nicely at 7 months!

And here is the less bulky mouse ready for her party last week.




Not wanting to be left out of the fun, Henry tried on the mousie hat. Thanks to Granny for making it! Very cute.

So, that's another Halloween over and done. Evy has decreed that she'd like to be a panda next year, so I have 12 months to get that costume done. I hope all you ghouls and goblins had a great night too! Don't forget to brush your teeth before bed!

Yo crabba crabba

Guess who has 2 bottom teeth now?

I'm thankful for...

Sweetness

Sometimes I look at Henry and don't know WHO he is! I joke that they must have given me the wrong baby at the hospital, though I'm pretty sure he's mine. But where the heck did this blue-eyed-super-blonde baby come from?

Here is the little man. Note the mystery dimple (where did that come from?!) and his features which are similar to Rob's sometimes, similar to mine when he's crying (according to my mom - thanks Alice) and his sweet little face. Right now, my theory is that he's a mix of both of his grandpas. That explains the blue eyes, at least. Now, if only I could pinpoint who's responsible for the 'farting like a dirty old man' gene that he's inherited.





Saturday was his 6-month 'birthday'. I can't believe how quickly the time has passed. He's halfway to a year, and will be crawling, popping teeth out and saying his first words soon. For some reason, time seems to travel at warp speed with your second kid.

Six whole months. Although I don't feel like it, I must be getting more sleep, because right now I feel like I could do it all over again. (Quick, somebody get Rob the phone number for the vasectomy clinic!!)