The True Meaning of Christmas
I hope we still remember to seek as the shepherds and wisemen did.
I hope we still remember to seek as the shepherds and wisemen did.
So, I have seen these easy to do, make you own gingerbread house kits and this year I actually bought one. I figured the kids were a pretty good age to have fun with it and it is supposed to be easy. This is what it is supposed to look like.
At first, ours looked like this
We set up tons of gourds and jugs out on the land.
It was quite an exciting day! I really enjoyed shooting with my man and his friends!
Fall has been a lovely season for us so far and a lot has happened so here is an update. Savanna is in pre-school and really enjoying it. She is learning a lot and having fun. The school days seemed so far away when Savanna was a baby and now I can’t believe that next year will be Kindergarten!
The next piece of exciting new is… Miles is potty trained! This is probably only exciting to me, but I hated having two kids in diapers! Miles kept asking to have his diaper off and he was busting out of the size sixes anyway so we gave it a try. I was suprised and proud at how well he did! We all hung out in the bathroom and read books, cleaned up pee and changed underwear about 5 times a day, but after a couple of days he got it pretty good! He still has his accidents of course, but it’s getting better everyday so, WAHOO!
Avery is… Avery! She is cute and crazy and sometimes would still prefer to play at 2 AM instead of sleep, but we love her. She is crawling all over the place and pulling up to stand on everything. Just today she learned to climb up the stairs, as I was vacuuming them! Savanna and Miles can really get her laughing and I look forward to the day when she can really join in with them and play.
This year we did all our traditional Halloween activites, carving pumpkins, Pumpkinland, and trick-or-treating. For the first time ever we went to the trick-or-treat Main Street, it was really crowded but fun. One store on main street was giving out stuffed animals instead of candy and Savanna scored a sweet Care Bear! Then we went to the church’s trunk-or-treat. It was raining and cold so instead of going out to houses as well, we went to Del Taco. Happy Fall!
We left the hospital at 12:30 p.m. and went to the store to pick up my medications. I haven’t really been in pain since I was at the hospital. I actually didn’t feel a thing until Sunday night and this morning, but it is really nothing. I don’t feel that much pain. It feels more like a pinch and a little tender. All weekend I was well attended by Andy. He has constantly been making me drink water, and he has been getting everything for me. I’ve been quite drugged up, so I’m sure he has been amused by all my slurring of words and such. I have to say that I’m lucky to have the best boyfriend ever!
For Halloween, we went to the mall to trick or treat. Then we went to the trunk or treat where they thankfully took the festivities inside. Then we visited Grandma and Nana’s house to show off our costumes and then hit the jackpot of candy at Uncle Jon’s. Marissa was a perfect Alice in Wonderland. Jonathan had a great time being Iron Man and about half way through the evening Brendan warmed up to actually holding his light saber and being a true Jedi. I was Little Red Riding Hood and had a good time seeing the kids have fun getting their candy.
When I was a kid Halloween was one of the coolest holidays. Sure you don’t get presents from everybody and generally there is no snow to play in and no time off from school. You get free candy, but usually it was pretty cruddy stuff, Tootsie Rolls or Pixie Stix and the like. Nothing you couldn’t save up your pennies and get for yourself.
The cool part was the perceived danger. Not just the spooks and ghouls and specters menacing around every corner or the garish/bloody displays in store windows; though those were certainly enjoyable. There was a sense of impending doom or, at least, potential trouble as Halloween approached. Leaves were getting crunchy and piling up around the neighborhood. Pumpkins appeared and eventually became Jack O’ Lanterns, many with actual scary or funny faces (rather than the corporate approved Wall-E/Transformers/Yoda/etc. pumpkin patterns you see done so often today). Stores overflowed with candy, apples, cornstalks and cider displays. Television became a ‘dangerous’ wasteland of B level flicks and classic horror. Even the local, over the air stations got into it with tons of extra movies, ‘Scary Music Video Countdowns’ and other fun bits you didn’t get the rest of the year; a welcome change from Saturday afternoon reruns of The Andy Griffith Show, golf tournements and infomercials.
It all seemed to culminate as you went out to Trick or Treat on Halloween night. Even if things went accordign to plan, you were out… at night. On Your Own!
Dad came a long for a while when you were still little, and he tried to come a long for a while later than that… but eventually it was just you. Maybe you had younger siblings tagging along but that was ok too, despite your protestations to the contrary. You were Indiana Jones with Short Round or that Alfred Molina, who you just can’t really trust. You were responsible for their safety too. Who knew? You might encounter egg throwing goons or candy stealing thugs around any corner… Serious stuff to a young, adventurous and semi-independant kid.
Then there were the scary, local tales: The house you shouldn’t go to, the Mean Old Lady, the Kid Eating Dog, various places where the street lights couldn’t reach for some reason (what was in that shadow?), and who knows how many disgruntled ‘old people’ were actually giving out candy with razor blades/poison/drugs built right in?!
Of course, none of that really happened to anyone you ever heard of. Heck, I bet some kids got their candy nicked, and somewhere there were lame kids that picked on other kids. Sure someone got egged somewhere, but it was usually the house that you knew there were people there but they wouldn’t answer the door for Trick or Treaters. Those guys can scrape congealed egg for the rest of their lives for all I care!
None of that stuff happened to me or anyone I knew so it was just a story to scare you into being wary and Make sure to look both ways! All that.
So now that I’m ‘grown up’, whatever that means, it is with dismay that I see parents taking away all that ‘danger’ from their children. I read a great opinion piece on the New, Safer Halloween we have today. Do you know how many kids have been intentionally poisoned via Halloween candy in the last 40+ years?
One. That’s it, and it was the poor boy’s own father that did it; to get insurance money no less. Perhaps there have been other incidents that were not widely reported, whatever. The bottom line is that it is more likely that your kid will choke on a Charleston Chew in their vigor to down as much candy as possible before the night’s end, than be poisoned or otherwise harmed by some crazy person’s Halloween vengence against society scheme.
The dwindling of honest, neighborhood Trick or Treating is bad enough, but it has been slowly replaced with the hateful ‘Trick or Trunk’ gathering, the corporate sponsored, store to store pseudo trick or treat-lite, and worst of all: Staying Home.
Wave the flag of safety, if you want. Cry “Won’t someone think of the children!?” Now be honest, is it really that? Or is it just easier to have a ‘safe’ Halloween? To hurd the kids all to the local church parking lot and parade them around for 10 minutes, car trunk to car trunk. To keep the kids home altogether?
I know being a parent is a never ending stream of hassles, work and physical struggle. Heck just taking care of my nieces and nephews is a close enough approximation to give me an idea of some of the challenge, but really, Halloween is a sort of special opportunity for kids to feel a little danger, a little power, a little responsibility, a bit like a hero. Don’t take that away. It’s important, and it is worth it.
Happy Halloween everyone!
One of our favorite things to do as a family is take a drive up the canyon and throw rocks into the river! There is a really beautiful spot in Santaquin Canyon called Trumbolt park. There are lots of pine trees and the river and it is really nice. We went up there a couple of weeks ago and took some pictures. In the first picture they are looking at a fuzzy caterpillar James found on a stick.
I can’t believe it’s already September! Summer, as per usual, flew by. We stayed pretty busy swimming the backyard and enjoying being outside. Everyone is doing well, the kids are growing, Savanna starts preschool this week! Avery is nearly crawling, she can scoot around on her belly pretty well and gets up on her hands and knees but hasn’t quite put it all together yet. Miles is talking a lot and is my sweet little boy. He and Savanna are good friends always playing, when they’re not fighting!
We went to the grand opening of the new park in Spanish Fork and got a couple of cute pictures, it was pretty fun. I also took some pics of the kids in the yard, Savanna, as usual, has to jump in all the pictures and be a model.