Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Be Safe

My local yarn shop sent me this email (I don't have the source for the image):

Can’t wait ‘till you get home to knit?

Be Safe
Bring a designated driver!

(Dear Dave,
Thanks for being my designated driver.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Yesterday it snowed...

The night before we had read The Snowy Day by Ezra Jack Keats. Somethings just work out perfectly like that. Later that evening when Malcolm was at the chalk board as I fixed dinner I heard him say "Dear Daddy-o, I like snow." (A smile just came across your face, did it not?)

{Malcolm is having a one to one with his Smiling Snowman.}

(By the way, I get lost in the beautiful pages of The Snowy Day, I just stare and stare. My favorite page is the red snowsuit and footprints.)

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

OBAMA! Yeah!
Celebrating with TALL Ovaltine shakes.

{Saturday, early voting at the Board of Elections. Malcolm was a trooper - we made lots of friends in line(2 hours).}

Monday, November 3, 2008

Halloween: when less is more...

BeeBee Bo Bee never did get a body. I stuck his head in a flower pot. He didn't seem to mind. The pumpkin never got carved. I put out some little jack o' lantern candles instead.

I managed to pull on my witch stockings and shoes. We ate scrambled eggs wrapped in toast on the porch as trick-or-treaters arrived. Dave took our little koala around, but I think he had the most fun back at home passing out candy.

The weather was perfect for the night's festivities, for the last big neighborlly hello before winter sets in. Essentially, we hung out as a family on the candle lit porch and drank hot chocolate.

It was just right.