Sunday, November 1, 2009

Halloween 2009

Halloween 2009 was...interesting! And fun!

It started, in my mind, early in the week with Mommy flat out on her back. Friday morning was the big parade! Sam and Seren left in costume at 9:00 as Sam was the classroom helper. Everyone was in place by 9:45. The kids all paraded in! Our little witch was VERY nervous because she was afraid that her hat would blow away! (it was windy, after all). So she was biting her nails and biting her hat.



I laughed so hard. The parents all stood by classroom so we could have a front row seat for the event when they came by and then performed. She lit up like a light bulb when she saw our faces. And I felt that pride that comes from watching your kids achieve something. Even if the 'achievement' is standing there, hardly singing the song and nervously biting ones' hat. I loved it! And I liked standing there watching all of the other kids in the class with all of the other parents. The parade, overall, was a trip. The younger kids (including those in her class) cried when they saw their parents. For a fun event, there were a TON of tears.



Seren and Sam stayed and Wyeth and I came back. His fever which at waking was a little one, was spiking. He went straight to bed. Then he woke up and puked. Oh no! Our "black cat" was sick! I ran around like a stress case trying to find 'feverall' which is a tylenol suppository. No luck. His fever was managed the rest of the weekend but no seizures yet (touch wood, touch wood).

The parade was done- we made it to Friday.

We had planned on going to my hometown's parade about 45 minutes away but my parents leaving on a big trip, my brother in town and our sick cat, we thought there was no way we could manage that one.

Saturday turned out to be an insanely poor morning. We had noble plans of finally carving our BIG (26 lb) pumpkin that we picked up at a local farm the week before.



We talked it up big time! Yeah! We would carve! With Wyeth down, we laid out the newspaper, gathered all of our supplies and opened our front door to get the pumpkin from the front stoop. NO PUMPKIN! Someone took it!! What!? Seren's immediate response was that someone was 'borrowing it at their house' and would 'return it when they realized it was ours'. HUH? Sam and I were about to go bat sh*t in response to the stolen pumpkin but the fact that Seren came up with a WHOLE story as to where it was and when it would come back made us feel better. Sam left to try to find a last minute pumpkin.

Meanwhile, Seren and I stayed home with the sleeping Wyeth. At one point she says to me, "Mommy, why is the chandelier all smoky?" What? I turn to the dining room and see the dinning room table IN FLAMES!!!!

I did one of those panicked "what the hell do I do first" things where you can't tell if you should run to the table or run to the kitchen so you just freeze for a second. I ran to the kitchen, filled up a big pitcher of water and threw it all over the flaming newspaper, tablecloth and table. WHEW! OUT!! (I think it started from a spark from the candle).

The story about the fire continues to go on. She just learned all about fire safety at school and had about 10000001 questions about the fire. "Why didn't the firemen come?"

"Well, because it wasn't that big of a fire. If it was a big, big fire, I would have picked you up, gotten Wyeth and we would have ran out!"

"No, Mommy, you should get us and sing the song so you know what to do. You have to 'drop to the floor and crawl to the door'."

"Oh, ok. I would have done that too."

"And you don't need to 'call' the firemen, you just say 'FIRE FIRE!' and they come!"

Later that night, when trick or treating in our neighborhood she had to tell EVERY neighbor about the pumpkin that went joy riding on Hawk Road and the FIRE.

My nerves were shot I tell ya. Shot. So, in recap: parades, puking, spiking fevers, stolen pumpkins, fire and oh yeah, the standard trick or treating. The trick or treating, by the way, was a complete BLAST. We spent time at my parents home AND at our home. Totally awesome. Happy Halloween 2009!









4 comments:

Whitney said...

I LOVE the picture of Seren and Wyeth in the driveway!! So adorable! Sounds like an eventful Halloween! I'm sure Seren will remember it for a long, long time!!

Beth said...

I love that picture, too! All the pictures are awesome. But holy WOW--what a weekend! Your dining room table on fire???? I have to laugh but seriously--do you have a fire extinguisher in your kitchen? If not, go buy one today! Of course, I would have been like you, only worse, and I would have forgotten about the fire extinguisher. LOL. In our old house, I had left a pan of oil heating on the stove and when I looked toward the kitchen, I could see a weird orange glow in the kitchen. So I ran in there and grabbed the pan (with the flaming oil) and my first instinct was to go outside. Except the kitchen door was locked and I needed the key to open the door. So without thinking, I ran into the dining room with the flaming pan. Whoops! Not a good idea. Back to the kitchen, and then I remembered that you're supposed to put out a grease fire with baking soda. So I grabbed the baking soda and doused the flames. Whew! That night, Ed went out and bought a fire extinguisher. And we always kept the key by the kitchen door, too! Anyway, I'm glad you guys enjoyed the weekend, in spite of everything. Awesome costumes!

LauraC said...

Sounds like a GREAT holiday except for the fire and missing pumpkin. But think of telling this story for years and HILARIOUS!!!

(Ps. ditto Beth, we have a fire extinguisher in the kitchen and one in the upstairs closet. We had to use the fire extinguisher on the hornets last year.)

Julie said...

Holy moly, that sounds like a very eventful Halloween!

Seren is so cute as a witch--even when she was scared about the wind taking her hat off!

Wyeth is an adorable cat, poor baby with the sickness--hope he is better now!

I love Seren's imagination about what happened to her pumpkin--I would have been furious too--sometimes kids take these disappointments better than the grownups.