Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
How 'bout you? Should kid's costumes be more Amish Grandma or Hoochie Mama?
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Below is another pic from Halloween '07, about as inspired as I ever get, it seems I've tried to come up with an entire family theme based on the Blue's Clues costume we already had for Magpie. Kay is dressed-up as Magenta, and Dad is Steve. I vaguely recall putting some paw prints on my tee shirt and jeans and claiming I was the "clues. "
The next year, the girls picked-out there own costumes. Being in Kindergarten now, Magpie insisted it had to be scary. She went for the always-appropriate blood ninja. And her sister, the equally appropriate slutty scarecrow.
Last year's trip to the costume shop netted one Purple Witch and one Super Girl. These get-ups got worn again to a party yesterday (yay!), but I'll leave you in suspense to find out what the girls are wearing for their "real" Halloween costumes for the main event on Sunday.
It really is hard to believe how fast they grow-up.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
It's a beautiful day, fall leaves perfectly changing color, blue sky, a slight wind. My daughters, because it was Picture Day at school, our well-attired, beautifully coiffed, a vision. I say, "Let's take a photo by the tree with all the red and orange leaves. It'll look so great!" They groan. They agree to take photos separately. I take them, they look as lovely as I had hoped.
"Now, let me just take one of you two together!" They protest. I take it anyway. And this, is what I get:
Friday, October 15, 2010
Last Sunday was a big day here because the Eagles played the Redskins, my hometown team, so my brother and his friend came over for the big game. I've always really only been interested in the outfits, so in keeping with that I dressed my two daughters in their Eagles cheerleader outfits and put a Redskins shirt on the baby.
Then I realized I should probably feed my guests something, and found much like old Mother Hubbard, my cupboard was bare. I didn't have anything but grapes and pretzel rods which isn't exactly festive. At least I had plenty of beer.
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Monday, October 11, 2010
In true New Yorker style, we ordered breakfast in (complete with coffee for mom) and then I'd put the food on a tray and we'd carry it the twenty feet from the kitchen into their room and they would eat on their beds very ceremoniously.
When we moved to a house in the suburbs, the tradition ceased almost immediately. Mostly, because it just isn't as much fun to actually have to make breakfast (the reality of our new lives - no delivery!) and then transport it up the stairs to their now separate bedrooms. And also partially because I guess I was just over it. But today, looking back at old photographs, this is one family tradition I wish we had kept going a little bit longer.
Maybe this weekend I'll bring them breakfast in bed, but to be honest, probably not.
One tradition I don't miss nearly as much - the days when the kids eating on the table, instead of at the table.