When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock*

by chuckofish

Happy November 1! We had a wild storm on Wednesday night with the tornado sirens going off at 2:30 a.m. Wild! Nothing really happened–just some much needed rain–but it was a very dramatic start to Halloween.

I had to share the Halloween cuteness of this little witch wearing the cape her great-grandmother made.

Her big sister wore her cousin’s hand-me-down unicorn costume (made by her aunt) to her pre-school parade. But then at night she wore the vintage witch costume…windy much? Good job hanging on to that hat!

Baby sis was a hand-me-down dinosaur…

The twins were a policeman…

and some Disney villainess…

Meanwhile the ancient mulberry tree finally came down yesterday.

It was quite a process. Multiple large trucks and machines.

This tree was huge! They are coming back today to take away the giant pieces.

Daughter #1 came over after work with Mr. Smith and had dinner with us. Then we turned off the lights and watched several Simpsons Treehouse of Horror episodes. No one ever trick-or-treats on our quiet cul-de-sac!

Onward now to Thanksgiving!

*James Whitcomb Riley