Our kitchen floor was a burnt orange carpet. Hilary took pleasure in crawling around on the soft rug while I cooked. I often had to step over several kids lying about while preparing meals. It was warm and cozy. In spite of vacuuming twice a day, gummy cheerios, spilled milk, and sticky baby food clung to the fibers like glue. We purchased new carpeting. That light gray color lasted a year, before switching to vinyl tile in big blue squares.
Hilary learned to walk, ride a bike, and grew up in the only home she remembers. She now lives over an hour away and is crazy busy with college life. I wonder if she remembers how stressful this day was for her every single year. She agonized over how she should dress. Her costume had to be perfect for trick-or-treating. I'm not sure it ever was. I recall a lot of tears and frustration. The bewitching hour always hit when I was in the midst of throwing dinner on the table. I finally wised up and made soup in the crockpot with fresh bread in the bread machine to avoid the last minute adjustments to dressing up.
I thought I did a pretty good job the year the Matrix and The Matrix Reloaded came out.
I enjoyed helping her get her hair just right.
She wasn't convinced this was going to pass the inspection of her critical friends, but we somehow survived for another year.
This is Sarabeth, a neighbor, and Hilary on their way out the door:
I had hoped to recap each of my kids and an anecdote or two, but I'm running out of time. Here are the pumpkin carvings this year by Elisabeth, Brian, Sarabeth, Travis, Hilary, and Tyler:
Here are a few shots of recent pumpkin coverage:
Brian, Elisabeth, Sarabeth, & Hilary
2006
2007 Pumpkins
2008
Sarabeth's Haunted House Work
2010
2011
1 comment:
this is great!! i'm so glad to see a picture of the year we were there too! that was so fun!
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