Me and my dragons:
A family picture. We adults didn't dress up. We couldn't distract from the dragons! I like this one because Ben is roaring. Happily of course.
Ben couldn't believe it when we started moving. "Dah! DaaAAHHH!" He kept saying as he kicked and squealed. When he gets excited his voice gets lower and breathy -- like Marlon Brando in the Godfather movies.
When it was time to leave Max was sad and on the verge of tantrum, but we were starving. So we said "C'mon, we'll go get BBQ" and he cheered right up. Yes, our boy loves barbecue. Salsa also works as a bribe. I wanted to try a BBQ place I read about nearby, but despite the web site saying it should be open that late, it wasn't. We fought terrible traffic to get there too. That put a little damper on the evening. But overall we had a very fun time. Max wants to "go bat to Cornbewweys tomowwow."
I also loved pigs growing up. Maybe because piglets really are cute little babies too.
They also try to eat the pumpkins. Here Ben wonders if Max's may taste better than his.
The photo shoot really was funny. At the end Max was playing the drums on the pumpkins and Ben was squawking because he couldn't get close to the pumpkins too. That's often how they play. Ben gets really close to whatever Max is doing, Max says "No Benny!" and pushes him away, Ben attacks with a squawk and his teeth.By the way I think they look more alike in the top picture than they have before. Everybody says Max looks like JB and Ben looks like me. They are looking at me in the top picture as I tried to get them to smile for the camera. That's often how that goes too.
The things I am still thinking about after walking away are: The orange shirt, cardigans and the small notebook. I should have bought an owl notebook for myself too. That way I could make little bullet point lists in it of "Things to buy," like Buy ________ for JB, for Christmas or our anniversary.
Below are the boys after helping me "fold" the laundry in the basket. They basically tossed the laundry out and climbed in.
Below is the candy corn cake I made for my brother Joe's birthday. When I cut out a triangle, it looked like a piece of candy corn. I feel like quite the domestic diva.
In fact I felt so cute I also felt like making a last-hurrah-to-summer salad, and tried making my own croutons. While taking my time picking tomatoes outside, the croutons did this:
Crunchy, burnt and black. I decided the salad would be fine without them!
This one below looks doable, and I think it's just a simple as getting a cake to come out of your rectangular pan and then cut it like a triangle and use different colored frosting.
This one below looks divine, but again, I don't know how to shape it that way and how to pipe all that frosting on without serious carpal tunnel.
I found this recipe too that simply says cut round cakes into triangles and decorate each triangle with orange, yellow and white frosting. Or I could go the cupcake route. Or I could sprinkle a normal cake with tons of actual candy corns.
4) Decide which other place would be fun too. So far I have heard of three or four different places that offer trick-or-treating for kids in costumes, rides, face-painting, animals and other frivolity with different themes -- pioneer village, old shoppes, mini-animals, large inflatables -- which one to pick?!
5)Bake bake bake. Orange orange orange. And black.