trick or treat

 

and, then we had our official costume night. with a couple of snags of course. as we were getting ready after dinner, Chris called to me from the other room. "Polly, come look at this." So I did, specifically at the goop coming out of Brixton's eye. Yup, pink eye. So the friendly monster went with Papa to the ER to trick-or-treat for antibiotics and Unity and I went out. (Don't worry she promised to share her candy with him and he was the hit of the not-at-all-busy ER.)

 

 

 

                             Our street is too busy for trick or treating so we went to our friend Lena's house.
                             Lena is in Unity's class and also attends Meeting with us. She's a fairy and
                             her friend Ali is a crocodile.

                                   Dancing in the streetlights......

                              Then we went to see Reuben. He was the Titanic.

                                       Wait, you need more of that costume don't you? I thought so.         
         

                                     amazing, I know.

 

Then Unity and Reuben performed a little song and dance routine for us, that I like to call

"Burning off the sugar."

 

and now, to bed.

 

Happy Halloween.

what a bunch of

                                        fancy

 

                                         bookish

                                      pickle eaters!

Monday....

Unity has just three more days of preschool left. Hard to believe. On Friday we went shopping and got her new socks and underwear and headbands...trying to get her excited about school. She's having some anxiety about the uniform. Or at least, the uniform is how the anxiety is manifesting. We've been talking about how, when you are experiencing major life changes, it's ok to have lots of different feelings all at the same time.



No autographs please!

This guy doesn't seem phased by his new changes. He is so ready for preschool, and has the younger sibling advantage. He's been there many times, he knows the teachers and some of the kids, he knows how to get out a work and roll up his mat. Ah, to be a younger child.

This weekend, we tried to clean up the garden a bit. We hung out with Reuben so his parents could go to a movie. I went to a truly pitiful Storm game, but I had good company. And all the while, at the back of my head, I'm thinking one more week, just one more week. I think we've made the most of our summer. And I will still try to squeeze in one more beach date.

Our Easter Weekend

                             We had such a lovely weekend. The sun was out. Friends were frolicking.
                              Sugar was coursing through our veins.

                                 Some friends of ours from Meeting have a house out in Kingston.
                                 Washington, not Jamaica. They invited us all out for a potluck
                                 egg hunt.

                                  Brixton forgot what he was hunting for. The big kids got him
                                  back on track.

                                Then everyone spread out on the lawn to inventory their loot.

                               
                                 Then we went to the beach. Chris and I decided we're ready
                                 to retire to Kingston too.

                                  Today we went to Meeting for Worship. In keeping with Quaker
                                  tradition, we have the same kind of silent unprogrammed Meeting
                                  we always have, nothing is different for Easter. The idea is that you
                                  should feel and act the same way on "ordinary" days as you do you
                                  holidays.

                                 Nevertheless. We decorate and get dressed up. It's a middle ground
                                 I guess.

I made this too. Not our ordinary dinner.

Happy Passover, Happy Easter, Happy Spring,

 Hallelujah Oh Susannah Amen.

Linking with Amanda at Habit of Being.

Are you tired of date night pictures yet? Well we're not tired of doing it so....

                                I guess we'll have to manage somehow.

                                  We had a dress up dance party.

                                   and a group drawing project.

I am sorry we don't have any pictures of baby Baird. I guess we were too busy holding him.

and the snow has almost all melted away into muddy slush. so we can go back to the usual. hurrah.

the latest craze

Perhaps inspired by a mixture of swim lessons and steampunk?

Pride; before and after shots

"Ok sweetie, we're going to the Pride parade, with all the crazy and fabulous outfits. So you can pick out your most crazy fabulous outfit to wear."
"and people will give me things? like last year?"
"probably. you are hard to resist, my dear."

Going to the Nutcracker