I've been too busy to carve pumpkins this year. I know, weird. But we finally got around to doing one this evening, so I could indoctrinate Pookie into the fold. Teach her the ropes, show her how to gut a gourd, draw a face, drop a lighted votive into the top in such a way that it lands without going out OR burning your hand. Okay, that last one, and anything with an exacto knife, may actually be lessons for next year.
Our rudimentary "must be finished in 6 minutes because that's the attention span of a 2 year old" jack-o-lantern turned out decently, I thought. She did try to feed it yogurt and then asked when we'd be eating its head. What are those Baptists teaching her at school, anyway?*
*Apparently it was picture day at school today. I didn't get the memo that it was CHRISTMAS picture day, so my child went flouncing in wearing a black and purple Halloween shirt, polka dot skirt, and bright purple tights. Maybe I'll just Photoshop in a turkey, ships and a dreidel somewhere in the pics and do a "fall/winter holiday card" this year.
In other Pookie-news, she has finally fallen in love with the light-up skirt and fairy wings my aunt got her for Halloween last year. It adds something to the overall effect when she pokes at the lit up transluscent threads and proclaims, "Those are fiber optics!" Ah, the magic and wonder of childhood.
I have compiled a list of more halloween songs, but I left it at work. I'll try to get them posted tomorrow.