October has come and gone.
I don't know about you, but I am feeling a little bush wacked.
At our house, bush wacked means tired.
According to the on-line dictionary, it means, "to fight a guerilla in the woods".
No guerillas. No woods.
Just a lot of kids (mine, primary & school), and Halloween madness.
I am feeling the after effects.
The kind of madness that transformed this soccer crazed boy..
I never want to sew with stretchy, skin colored fabric again.
Pirate costumes were a little easier...I just made the vests and skirt.
And the blessed little witch costume. All I had to do was pull it out of the old costume box.
I whipped up some trick-or-treat bags last minute (Halloween afternoon - I tend to procrastinate).
This one is a wonky Halloween version of the birthday tote I made for my owl loving daughter.
Even though it was busy, we had a lot of fun. My husband had the day off work, which was a real treat. Sometimes mama needs a sidekick - especially when there is so much going on. We went to the costume parade at the school, helped out with two class parties, toasted pumpkin seeds, made yummy rolls and homemade chicken noodle soup. The weather was so nice - I actually volunteered to take the kids trick-or-treating with my good friend and her kids, while my husband passed out candy. Usually I stay home to keep warm, but this year we didn't even need coats. We woke up this morning to much cooler temps. and rain that turned into snow, so we lucked out. It definitely feels like November now. As long as it doesn't feel like December anytime soon, I'll be OK. I'm not ready for that kind of madness yet!
Our little witch was bush wacked too.