Halloween – Page 6 – Lemon Drop Pie

Someone crawled into bed with me at 4:00 a.m. on the morning of October 31 because she was too excited to sleep. And then around 5:00 a.m., another little someone crawled into bed with me! This necessitated me to move the first little one back to her own bed–which was a mistake, since she woke up and never went back to sleep.

*sigh*

We managed to stay in bed until 6:30, with me drifting in and out of sleep, knowing that the day ahead would be a long one. While the girls were at school having their Halloween parties, I was getting ready for a party at our house after school. Lily’s school had a noon dismissal and trick-or-treating didn’t start until 3:00, so I thought it would be nice to have some of their friends over.

You know how October has been a crafty month for me? I decided to get “crafty” with some Halloween food! I made mummy hot dogs and cheese stick bloody fingers. I made blood punch and a little red pepper jack o’ lantern with veggie dip inside. Unfortunately, I didn’t take pictures of all the food I made! You will have to trust me when I say it looked really cute (or gruesome, depending on how you look at it!).

After the party, we went trick-or-treating with some of Lily and Emmy’s friends. They both dressed up as Rapunzel. A couple of people were confused by Lily’s frying pan, but if you’ve seen the movie Tangled, you would know that Rapunzel used it like a weapon against “ruffians and thieves”.

Oh, Rapunzel! Let down your hair!

It was the perfect fall day, a little on the cool side, but no rain! The girls had a wonderful Halloween. So wonderful, in fact, that Emmy woke up on Tuesday morning and asked me if we could go trick-or-treating again.

This mommy is thankful we have to wait a whole ‘nother year ’til Hallowe’en comes around again!

Head on over to Sprite’s Keeper for more entries in the Spooooky Cycle! (I think I added tooooo many o’s!)

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I’m always calling one or the other of my daughters “Pumpkin.” Sometimes they get confused as to whom I am addressing when I say “Pumpkin.” Sometimes even Ed will answer when I call for “Pumpkin!”

Lately we’ve had a different kind of pumpkin around the house for Halloween. Real pumpkins! Small pumpkins! Large pumpkins! Medium-sized pumpkins! Yay for pumpkins!

At Lily’s school, there is a pumpkin decorating contest every fall. Students can bring a pumpkin to school decorated but not carved. Lily decided to paint her pumpkin as Dracula, and knew that she needed white, red and black paint. Emmy is too young to enter the contest, but we bought a pumpkin for her to paint, too.

Emmy decided to make her pumpkin into a ghost, and she wanted some pink on her ghost. What’s a ghost without pink, right?

Lily drew her vampire face on paper first and then painted it on her pumpkin. The decorating contest is a popular event, and so I told her not to be disappointed if she didn’t win. So what does she do? She comes home with a first place ribbon!! She won for scariest pumpkin in K-2nd grade. I think it’s the blood on the vampire’s teeth that must have been the winning touch.

I kept both of their pumpkins inside until Halloween day, when I put them out on the porch as decoration. Not half-an-hour after I put their pumpkins out on the porch, a squirrel had eaten a hole through Emmy’s pumpkin to get at the seeds! Not only was my porch a mess, but Emmy’s pumpkin was halfway gone!

Fortunately, Emmy rolled with the punches, and she said that at least it was only the back of the pumpkin. Yes, the squirrel had the decency to eat the back, not the front. By yesterday, however, the front of her pumpkin was gone, too, and so we carried her ghostly pumpkin to the compost pile. The squirrels were obviously smart enough not to eat the paint, and paint chips were all over the porch.

Remember how I wrote we had large pumpkins? Here are our LARGE PUMPKINS, from my brother-in-law’s garden.

THESE pumpkins have rinds so thick, the squirrels have no chance of chewing through the flesh to get to the seeds! That hasn’t stopped them from trying, however. Hey, squirrels, how daya like DEM pumpkins?