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Of trains and trick or treating (Part II)
Dec. 2nd, 2004 12:36 am(Continued from http://www.livejournal.com/users/senoritafish/291252.html )
So we headed home, and while the kids put on their costumes, I carved one of the pumpkins, a white one my dad had purchased. I was a mad fiend with a bunch of little saw blades with plastic handles. While we were carving, I put some brownies in the oven for Gareth's birthday treat.
( This particular gourd seemed suited to a kitty face... )
( Then costumes were donned and it was time to go trick or treating. )
When we went trick or treating, we only went around the two blocks closest to home, and yet somehow they managed to bring home a good 8 lbs. of candy! Good grief. They still don't quite get that they're supposed to yell "Trick or Treat" after the door opens, not before. Angus was pretty nervous of the couple of houses that seemed to have ghosts out front. One was rather elaborate; on sensing motion of people coming up the walk, scary music started to play, and gauzy ghost descended by extending its arms, from the rafters of the front porch.
After we got back, we put candles in Gareth's brownies,
( and John lit them in typical John fashion... )
So we headed home, and while the kids put on their costumes, I carved one of the pumpkins, a white one my dad had purchased. I was a mad fiend with a bunch of little saw blades with plastic handles. While we were carving, I put some brownies in the oven for Gareth's birthday treat.
( This particular gourd seemed suited to a kitty face... )
( Then costumes were donned and it was time to go trick or treating. )
When we went trick or treating, we only went around the two blocks closest to home, and yet somehow they managed to bring home a good 8 lbs. of candy! Good grief. They still don't quite get that they're supposed to yell "Trick or Treat" after the door opens, not before. Angus was pretty nervous of the couple of houses that seemed to have ghosts out front. One was rather elaborate; on sensing motion of people coming up the walk, scary music started to play, and gauzy ghost descended by extending its arms, from the rafters of the front porch.
After we got back, we put candles in Gareth's brownies,
( and John lit them in typical John fashion... )
