dual personalities

Well, the actual Halloween, after a full month of build up, was pretty lame and anticlimactic at least from my perspective. Halloween is hardly on my radar anymore and wouldn’t be at all if I didn’t have to drive by the neighbors’ yards full of fake cemeteries, witch covens, giant skeletons, and inflatable dragons. Call me a killjoy, but good grief, Charlie Brown.

I did get cute pictures of all my grandkids, who appeared to enjoy the day as well they should.

As you can see, Lottie (“Mal”) and the bud (fireman) bowed to peer pressure and are wearing store-bought costumes. I hope they didn’t break their mother’s heart too much.

Meanwhile Miss Katie went trick-or-treating with her Daddy for the first time and was nearly beside herself with excitement.

I gather it was a long, semi-frustrating day of waiting. Taking cute photos proved to be almost impossible…

C’est la vie! At least Mr. Smith rose to the occasion and guarded the house from neighborhood hooligans.

Good boy!

Well, now it is November and we are ready to move into a month of Thankfulness! I refuse to put up Christmas decorations until after November 23! It’s pilgrims all the way for me.

Oh blessedness, all bliss above,
When thy pure fires prevail!
Love only teaches what is love:
All other lessons fail:
We learn its name, but not its powers,
Experience only makes it ours.

–William Cowper (read the whole poem here)