Halloweenie

Happy Halloween! Kyle colored/crafted that lovely pumpkin picture at work today. They work hard :) Okay, they really do.

We were all pumped up to have trick-or-treaters this year but alas, we only had two groups. Major bummer. So instead, we ate snacks and watched the Rob Zombie version of Halloween on tv. Thanks Lesley and Brian for coming to hang out with us!

 

Getting older kind of stinks. I wish I was out trick-or-treating. It seems like a lot of people didn't have many visitors this evening. Is the concept dying it out? Is it just not safe anymore so everyone  goes to churches or something? It's really sad. If I was braver, we could've gone to a haunted house or something but I am a halloweenie.

It's funny because I remember being little and playing house or school or whatever pretend game...and everyone fought over who got to be the sixteen year old (Like we couldn't have more than one!) That was the THE age to be. Then when you are sixteen, everyone can't wait to be eighteen...and then twenty-one...and then so on and so forth. Then one day you wake up and you're twenty-five. Your friends are married with children and you are like wait...where did the time go? I know that feeling must only get worse as you get older. It's still really bizarre. It feels strange to be an adult, to live on my own, to be at an acceptable age to get married, etc (officially out of the "we got married young" category). In my head I'm still sixteen (and according to strangers on the street)!