Sunday, November 25, 2012

Forgot Halloween Post!


Well, it's past Thanksgiving, and I realized I forgot a Halloween post.

We carved pumpkins.

She really lets her goofy self out at home with her family.  Sometimes I feel like other people don't get to see the real her.  But then, I'm the exact same way.  She's a really funny girl, here she is pretending to eat pumpkin guts.

Oh this boy.  He tried to reach in and clean out the pulp and seeds.  He really tried.  Two handfuls in and he ran gagging for the bathroom.  I cleaned it out for him.  Perhaps next year.

My daughter's pumpkin had two tiny faces on it.  I died from the cuteness.






He has read four books of the Harry Potter series.  I think he makes a very convincing Dumbledore.

Do you agree?

 She changed her mind many times, eventually settling on a Strawberry Shortcake dress with matching strawberry bag. I bought the dress.  It was $25, but I figured I'd only have this 4 year old girl once.  Then later she decided she wanted to be Belle, a dress we already own.  But she carried the strawberry bag.  Turns out she just wanted the bag.  I love her.

  
Meet Mona.  She used to be a switchboard operator, and she has great stories to tell!  She's our neighbor and the first house we go to every year.  This year, she only gave treats to two kids--mine. She gave them each a 5 dollar bill then went in and had a relaxing evening.




After going to Mona's house, he decided that the beard was way too itchy.  I quickly grabbed some plastic glasses, drew a red scar on his forehead, and he became Harry Potter.  





 That was our Halloween.  Now Thanksgiving is over.  It's everyone's favorite holiday in my family.  Food, gatherings, sleeping over at Grampy's, sitting in the driveway at my mom's, cards, food, and more cards.  I love it.  Coming home tonight, we found our son has a fever and our daughter was exhausted.  They were both asleep by 6:30.   It's not 9:00 yet, but I feel like it must be midnight, such is the amount of quiet peace I've had since they nodded off.  It was great being in the middle of all that loving activity, but it's so great to be back in my home.


Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Grandma's Rocker

I voted this morning.  Then to distract myself from the waiting anxiety over the results, I decided to deep clean my bedroom.  I did things like wash the closet doors, and change the pictures in the frames.  Another thing I did was dust, which included wiping down the solid wood rocking chair that used to be my grandma's. 

When I was a teenager, I would come to help her clean before big events such as Christmas or family reunions.  She always kept her house immaculate, and to be honest I always felt like I was cleaning already pristine things.  One of my jobs was polishing the furniture.  She'd give me a can of furniture polish and a blue rag, and I sprayed and wiped every surface of every piece of wood in her house. 

Her rocking chair sat in the main living area of the house--the room with the couches, the long dining table, and the side table with newspapers and the radio.  That thing was polished within an inch of its life.  It has polish build-up that goes back decades.  You can tell how old it is because of the wrinkles on its arms.  Seriously, furniture polish build-up wrinkles. 

That build-up is why I chose that rocking chair to become my own when she passed away.  I think of her and those cleaning days every time I see it. 

She might be irritated to know that today I wiped it down with a damp cloth.  Well, I don't even own furniture polish, and I don't keep my house immaculate, so maybe she'd just be happy I removed that ancient layer of dust.

Here's a picture with the chair in the background. 

I love these boys.


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