halloween hijinks

Gray's fourth / Jack's second Halloween was highly eventful.  There was a party at Tia and Papa's house on Saturday, a party at mommy's work on Tuesday, a practice trick-or-treating excursion to Oma's, a parade and pinata event at school, and finally trick-or-treating "for real life" in Pulaski.  Here are some photos from the big day:

Actually from the night before 

@ Discovery Museum with Tia.

Morning hugs.

The dragon and the doctor discuss injuries at school.

Boo-boos are serious stuff at any age.

Gray patiently waited for his turn at the pinata.

Before his second try, G. turned to mama and said, "I think I'm going to hit it."

And he did! Busted it open! But then...

 he ran and sat down.  

At the end of the day, we found ourselves in Pulaski. Still running!

So very excited to arrive at Grammie & Poppie's that night!

I heard you have candy?

The lion approaches a little more cautiously.

Let's paws and take it all in.

Pretty cute.

Also, pre-candy.

Best patients of the night got stickers...

After he gave them each a pretend shot.

little pumpkins

 

hayriiiiiiide.

Daddy was excited to take jack on his first hayride!



Aunt Megan had a full lap!



Show me the pumpkins already, people.



The ride back was HOT.
It did not feel like October.



Daddy might have been a little tired.



We were a hot but happy, sweaty

but cute bunch of pumpkin pickers.

mom and dad went out without you

One time you got to stay at your grandparents' house for a sleepover, and Mommy and Daddy went out without you.  We missed you, but we sure did have fun.

Here we are before we went to a restaurant that we'll have to wait until you are a little older, maybe just 10 years older, to take you to:

Here's Dad after dinner, before a concert we attended:

I'm sure you'll have some questions.

 

Here are Mom and Kiki:



That kind of glove doesn't
keep your hands very warm.

And here's Kiki with some other aunties:

I know this is going to sound crazy,
but teachers don't stay at school ALL the time.

 

This is what the musicians looked like. It is blurry because it's hard to take good pictures at a concert:

 

 

Mommy caught a guitar pick!  (Actually all of the taller people just missed. As you know from almost getting stuck the other day, sometimes it's convenient to be smaller. But usually you should ask someone for help. We never climb on furniture because that is dangerous.)

 

 

This is a picture Matia sent me of what you guys were doing:

Maybe you were going to a special event, too.

 

you just hold the toothbrush

Dear Gray bear - here is something from tonight I didn't want to forget to share with you when you're all grown up:

I blew bubbles with you in the bathtub for a half hour, but then when I said it was time to let the water out, you balked. You came up with the idea to pretend I was the kid and you were the dad so you could be in charge of everything. After a minute of this, you decided that you would be God now and I'd be Jesus, and you'd tell me what to do and generally make it rain on the earth a lot. Eventually I convinced you to get out of the tub but by now, as God, you had developed a thick southern accent and suggested I feature the same as your son Jesus. You happily put on your pajamas, describing them as your work clothes.  You paused "the game" to try and make out if the truck on the back side of your underwear was a cement truck or a dump truck.  Possibly inspired by the design of your PJ's, you informed me that as God and Jesus we would now be going into outer space on our rocket ships. You needed your zebra stripe sunglasses to protect your eyes but preferred to wear them on the top of your head. Then I convinced you to brush your teeth and you said, "Hey Jesus, I can put my own toothpaste on there. You just hold the toothbrush." Then you marched off to read stories on your bed, oops I mean rocket ship. (The stories were David & Goliath, an excerpt on Bill and Ben from your Thomas the Train book, and a few pages in a coloring book about Lady and the Tramp).