We like to cram it all in

Things we did this weekend: drive to KY, put the boys in matching glow in the dark pjs, go to a pumpkin patch, read some Charlotte's Web, take naps, go to Just Say Boo to Drugs in order to get candy and support Pappy, get picture taken for local newspaper, go home, sort candy, eat candy, go to bed, carve pumpkins, make caramel apples( in a way that won't cause your house to look like the smoke monster invaded), make a pile of leaves for jumping fun, ride on the lawnmowers, watch some Star Wars, play with the Star Wars figurines and light sabers, drive home and read Harry Potter the whole time, get home, clean up and get ready for Joy School until past midnight, wake up, watch How to Train Your Dragon, have son throw up, wake up husband, get son bath, clean off cushions, and call parents to cancel joy school only to find out no one was coming anyway. Yes-- that is how you play hard and we play hard.

Drove to a pumpkin patch where we got two pumpkins for $4-- they wanted to get rid of them.




Just Say Boo to Drugs where you got to see all the candidates running for office-- even Pappy-- and get loads and loads of candy.



The thing about Halloween costumes and kids is that you can't guarantee that people will know what the costume is by the end of the night. Below I have three pictures to explain what I mean.
First-- this is not even from Halloween, but this is the way the costume should look


Then we get to Halloween and Jack has already decided no wings because they were super hard to figure out


Then we get there and Jack has decided no mask and has removed the longer portion of the tail and now we get this


We had more luck with Luke---mostly because he doesn't know any better.


Then we had an action pack day of leaves, pumpkins, Star Wars and caramel apples. Note for those interested-- making homemade caramel apples is not easy and should not be attempted while unsupervised, however unwrapping already made caramels and using the microwave = super easy.

Before we left for KY I thought it would be a fun little afternoon treat to make homemade caramel dip- but no I was wrong. So very wrong. As soon as I added the half- and half mixture things went wrong. Perhaps it was too hot, perhaps I have to wrong pot and utensils, perhaps I poured too fast, perhaps I cannot channel my inner Julia Child-- there are a million reasons why this did not work and all are probably accurate. Let's just say it ended with my pot being 1 inch charred blackness and 1 inch dark brown crystallized goo and the whole entire house filled with the thickest heaviest smoke I have ever seen with the wonderful aroma of burnt sugar and milk. 40 degree temps or not we still opened all the doors and windows for about an hour. Note to self-- check smoke detector because it did not go off.