Pile o'fun

How Steven managed to rake up the leaves and not rake up ten tons of dog poop along with them is beyond me.  Then again, maybe Sophie B is in fact jumping into a big pile of poop infested leaves. Well if she did, she didn't seem to mind! 

And Steven just informed me that all dog deposits were scooped up prior to the raking of the leaves. 

TRICK OR TREATIN'

**Trying this again! I had it set to private, oops!

GiGi took a little video before we headed out to trick-or-treat. It's obvious in this video that Little Bit is beyond excited and to say that she's on the loud side is to say that the Pope is Catholic. You'll see what I mean!

And please ignore the lovely video skill of GiGi Speilberg at the end, "good lord." 

Good Times...

getting candy ready for the trick-or-treaters..

trick-or-treating with your best friend...

having your daddy warm your freezing cold hands...

visiting the neighborhood witch...

The Great Pumpkin

I can't believe it's been an entire year since we've carved pumpkins. Last year Sophie literally gagged as we pulled out the pumpkin guts. This year, she dove right in and was beyond ticked that I wouldn't hand over the butcher knife. I know, mean of me right? I didn't get any pics of the finished products (i will later) but I must say that we made some good lookin' Jack-o-lanterns this year. We took a drill bit to one and poked holes all over it...it looks awesome lit up! Right now they are literally chilling in the  basement refrigerator, slathered in Vaseline until trick-or-treat night on Thursday. There's nothing worse than a mushed in Jack! 

One Little Indian Girl

I'm back!!! I must say that Apple was lightening fast with fixing my computer! Only a four day turn around time and that including shipment to Texas. Wow!

Anywho, I don't have a lot of time to blog tonight so I thought I'd quickly post a pic of Pocahontas. She's is full out Halloween mode. Trick-or-treat night won't get here soon enough for her! 

Hovering around a 2

My mom always says that on a scale of 1 to 10 on the happiness meter, Oscar the Boxer is hovering around a 2. Perhaps this might explain why:

Steven's sister emailed me this picture that she took a few weeks ago at her house. Yeah,Oscar looks THRILLED!

And the computer isn't fixed...i'm coming to you live from my abacus.

Pooped

Passed out on vacation watching the Wizard of Oz for the 1,348 time.