It is amazing how much fun one can have with a headband and some bats on wire. I post these photos mostly for the grandparents as well as for the later generations who will marvel at our delight over simple things.
I believe the sentence I uttered just before Maddy snapped the picture below was, "would you just take it before Barney attacks my head again!"
I swear that he thought the bats were whispering crude insults about his mother.
Pumpkins, of course, have been carved.
This was the first year M got to use a sharp implement on her very own pumpkin. Witness the glee in her eyes. I hope it's glee. Whatever it is, I find it marginally unsettling.
Cory was only allowed access to a marker -- our goal is to keep him away from sharp things for at least 15 more years -- and Scott cut out the result. The front of the pumpkin is tragedy. See if you can guess what the back is:
And so we are now as ready as we're going to be for tomorrow.
In an unrelated note -- if you were discussing bringing your mid-day meal with you to school, would you call it a "sack lunch" or a "bagged lunch?"