X started out his Halloween day with his first field trip of his school career. He and his fellow kindergarteners went to a park for a "Science Day." T accompanied and had fun being one BIG kindergartener. They gathered leaves (for the "science" part of the trip), played in a sand pit, drew with chalk, took a bathroom break, ate lunch, pelted bread at/fed some ducks, played on slides, threw things that rolled (that "science" part again), took a bathroom break, and came home. T said while they were pelting/feeding the ducks the little boys wanted to get in the water. The teacher patiently explained if they did that they would be slopping around in wet clothes and would get cold. Sound reasoning, right? Until one little guy spouted, "Well, then, how 'bout we take our clothes off?!" Clothes remained on, little folks stayed dry, and all had a great day!
Then little, eager trick-or-treaters gobbled their dinner of gooey worms (spaghetti), goblins ears (apple slices), and witches' fingers (baby carrots), so they could don their costumes. B was our "smartie pants," A our flying bat, X was a two-legged walker or AT-VT something, something from Star Wars (go ask one of those Star Wars junkies--I've got a few in our household!), and L was "Frank" (YES! we've got our use out of that costume!). We went to church to join in the trunk-or-treat, then came home to do a bit more begging around the neighborhood. It was a highly successful Halloween if you meaure success by amount of candy. Of course, the "candy police" are making sure that candy really is as yummy as it looks by tasting a few samples.
X started out his Halloween day with his first field trip of his school career. He and his fellow kindergarteners went to a park for a "Science Day." T accompanied and had fun being one BIG kindergartener. They gathered leaves (for the "science" part of the trip), played in a sand pit, drew with chalk, took a bathroom break, ate lunch, pelted bread at/fed some ducks, played on slides, threw things that rolled (that "science" part again), took a bathroom break, and came home. T said while they were pelting/feeding the ducks the little boys wanted to get in the water. The teacher patiently explained if they did that they would be slopping around in wet clothes and would get cold. Sound reasoning, right? Until one little guy spouted, "Well, then, how 'bout we take our clothes off?!" Clothes remained on, little folks stayed dry, and all had a great day!
Then little, eager trick-or-treaters gobbled their dinner of gooey worms (spaghetti), goblins ears (apple slices), and witches' fingers (baby carrots), so they could don their costumes. B was our "smartie pants," A our flying bat, X was a two-legged walker or AT-VT something, something from Star Wars (go ask one of those Star Wars junkies--I've got a few in our household!), and L was "Frank" (YES! we've got our use out of that costume!). We went to church to join in the trunk-or-treat, then came home to do a bit more begging around the neighborhood. It was a highly successful Halloween if you meaure success by amount of candy. Of course, the "candy police" are making sure that candy really is as yummy as it looks by tasting a few samples.
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3 comments:
Hmm... we have some candy police at our house, too!
Haha, we have candy police here, too! I mean, why risk it not being yummy for their little tummies, right?
I like the "smartie pants". Very cute!
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