Trick or Treat

Grandma Taly bought Sophie a pumpkin during her last visit. Sophie was super interested while Denny carved it, but then the grumpy set in - leading to the above face.

Little Princess Peach ready to Trick or Treat at Denny's work.

She is indeed wearing Converse under her dress.

She was super tired after our long search for candy. Apparently only about 1/4 of the houses here actually participate in Halloween. Next year I think I'll just take her back down to Riverdale for Trick or Treating.

She did make a random friend within 5 minutes. Her and another little girl held hands and ran around to houses for a good hour or so.

Denny was Mario. I totally made all the costumes this year, because I'm awesome. I need to take a picture of mine still. I was a Boo. :)

In case you are lost, we were all characters from Mario. If you don't know what that is - you are retarded.

A few houses down, a neighbor of ours had a little bonfire out to warm up the Trick or Treaters. The instant Denny saw it, he expressed the want to start a family tradition.... guess what it was.

Drenching our pumpkin in gas and setting it a flame. Both him and Sophie were ridiculously happy when I finally gave in.

Parties

With the Holidays/Sophie's birthday coming up, I wasn't sure when we should have our Baby Party. We've settled on the first weekend in December. It will just be a gathering of our friends/family with yummy snacks. (everything I make is yummy) Despite what Denny thinks, it will be a man-friendly gathering. Plus, since almost none of you have seen our house, it can count as a sort of housewarming get together too.

Next.

Sophie's birthday will be as usual - the first weekend after the New Year. This year it just so happens to fall on Jan 1st. It won't be until 3 or so in the afternoon, so you'll have plenty of time to sleep in. Other than me physically being in the hospital giving birth, we'll be having the party no matter what.

If you are invited, and don't have a valid reason for not showing up, I'll hate you. Even worse, if you just don't bother showing without even saying anything, I'll hate you even more. In my world, people who blow of little kids birthdays are equal to people who boil live puppies. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!


Sidenote - tomorrow is the Trick or Treating at Denny's work, so you'll all finally get to see pictures of our super awesome costumes. :) I can't believe it's already Halloween weekend...

Manual Mode

Back around tax return time, I bought myself a DSLR. I love my Nikon, she makes me happy. I've been learning from books, online, and practice. Up until this past weekend, I've been too big of a baby to try out Manual.

There is Manual or Auto. Auto lets your camera decide settings for you, but sometimes those aren't the settings you want. With Manual, you decided just how much light is let into your camera, and how long the shutter is open.

I love me some natural light, so we went outside for a bit this morning. I brought my camera out and practiced a little. I've fallen in love with Manual, and I'm getting the hang of it. :)

So the following is just picture overload of my practicing. Feel free to click the pictures and enlarge them. I really love the way her eyes pop.

I told you our lawn was ridiculously yellow. We don't even have a tree... it's our neighbors. Oh well, it makes for pretty pictures. :)

Leaf Art

Sophie and I love our arts and crafts. This morning we decided to put our sea of leaves to use. (this isn't an exaggeration, our neighbor's tree has turned our lawn completely yellow)

Sophie drew the eyes and smiley face on the bat. :) My goal is to do something preschool-like each day with her. Not only will it help her get ready for school, but it's something that can be just for her once the baby comes.

Today we drew pictures, wrote their names, glued leaves to them, and counted.

This stage is such fun.

Carving

Yesterday was the "Goodbye" dinner for my grandparents. :( They've been here nearly a year, getting their residency. Now that they've finished the process, they are heading back to Mexico.

After dinner I noticed a giant pumpkin sitting on the counter. We decided to rip its guts out.

Isaak molesting the pumpkin.

I don't know if Denny was afraid of me impaling myself with the giant knife, or if he simply new my weak pregnant arms weren't up to the task... but he decided to come cut the face for me.

Is it just me, or does he look creepy killer here? Maybe its the insane hair, huge knife, or permanent scowl that appears whenever he concentrates.

Sophie had no interest in sticking her hand in the pumpkin guts, she decided to draw pumpkin faces instead. *sniffle* My baby is getting so big... her pictures actually LOOK like pictures now.


We finish that pumpkin, now to carve our own. It's still sitting out on our front steps, sad and unloved.