Monday, November 1, 2010

Have you come to sing pumpkin carols?

Yeah, yeah. The blog's back. As if that wasn't enough, I'm not even lying when I say I'm organizing A YEAR'S WORTH OF PHOTOS over here! Hold on to your blog hats (you have them, right?) and check back often for many a YEAR IN REVIEW post!


OK, since we last touched base, Patrick completed middle school, and Elliott's been practicing law and medicine for 12 years. While I know most of you are picturing Elliott as Doogie Howser, M.D. right now (weirdly easy, wasn't it?), I will tell you he really DID go on his very first hunting trip! :O AND something died!! He wasn't freaked out at all. (Is that good or bad??) Here's a totally chill kid, a proud dad, a sleeping birdie and a very, very tired dog who clearly did all the work:




Meanwhile, Patrick and I got ready for the Great Pumpkin in more civilized ways. We went to the muddiest pumpkin patch to search for the biggest and best. Got it!


Back home, we had some beauties ready for decorating. I told the boys to put their heads right by the pumpkins so we wouldn't be able to tell which ovals were kids' heads and which were pumpkins.


Here's our handy work in the "after" shot, complete with everyone making their goofiest faces. (Patrick still totally ROCKS at this game!)


As an aside, have you seen these Mr. Potato Head pumpkins? I highly recommend them for effective pumpkin decorating that occurs in a time frame toddlers can handle! Thanks, Grammy!

And now..., presenting the 2010 Scully boys' trick-or-treating as CHEFS!

This very similar shot was right down the street, but it shows that I had to go back and draw eyebrows. (Go on. Scroll back up one photo and see how it looks like I shaved their eyebrows off just before trick-or-treat.)


Here, Elliott schools the youngins (neighbor friends Ben and Aly) on proper t-or-t etiquette.


The "Paddy's Pizza" box was equal parts creative and horribly ineffective. He must've dumped all his candy four times! (Luckily, this resulted in handfuls of "pity candy" from unsuspecting neighbors. Suckers! I was holding his overflow in my bag!!)


I don't know if you can imagine this, but Elliott took his role as chef VERY seriously. Patrick was a little harder to keep, uh..., on task.


At the advanced ages of three and five, P and E did great. I thought they'd be WAY more serious about candy collection, but we only walked a loop on our own street! Luckily, we were able to come straight home to the Candy Safety Monitors:


While it looks very much like he's singing an Italian concerto right here, it's just straight sorting. The bonus is you can see the belly! They had blankets stuffed under their shirts--both because I bought adult-sized aprons and because I told them good chefs need big tummies.


If you know Patrick at all, you can probably imagine this photo with the shakes. This dude gets wildly excited for an-y-thing with sugar!


Hope you had a happy Halloween! I'm off to hide the pixie sticks!