Another October

 

Daddy and his girls, early-morning style



Kitty Pajama'd Ladies



The playroom on a mildly messy day.



Green Suit Part V.
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Care Package from my parents that arrived while we were waiting for Sandy.



How the Dining Room looks every day, c/o homeschooling.



Pumpkins have become so much easier since we started using Potato Head pieces.



Those Pernot genes are so strong.



And when I say that doing pumpkins has become so much easier, I am also taking into account the 19.2 volts of fury that accompany the carving process.

The boys, trying to smile.



Nathan's pumpkin should disturb me. But after living with him for 2+ years, I have come to expect this.
He tries to recite his colors, but it sounds like he is counting in French.
He tries to sing his alphabet and ends up singing Happy Birthday to Nay Nay, instead.
He pokes Esther in the face and screams, "HE TOUCHED ME!"



Darth Tater and Storm Masher take over the galaxy....and remove all pieces from Joseph's pumpkin.



Love-ly



Plump-ly



"Scooping out the guts"/ A peek into the daily life of Anne



Joseph drew his pumpkin face on with a dry erase marker. Smart boy just kept drawing and erasing until he made the perfect pumpkin.



Enthralled Esther.



We bribed Nathan with candy. Obvi.



The light saber was blinding.



Girlies



Halloween was exhausting for the Duchess.



Halloween wouldn't have been Halloween without one of the children getting sick. Nathan obliged by throwing up all over the playroom carpet. I cleared off the floor and steam cleaned. Twice.
Matt came home and saw the state of the room and gasped. I heard him ask one of the children last night why the playroom looked like a boxing ring and if they set it up like that on purpose.
This is why I never clean: I don't want Matt to have to ask so many questions.
I only care about your well-being, Dear.