I was reminded of all the revelry last weekend while I was visiting my daughter and her family in Madison, WI. I had the honor of attending two Halloween class parties while I visited. I was amazed by the effort put forth by some of the class moms. I overheard two of the moms chatting and one asked the other, while admiring the festive table (pictured below), where she found all of the wonderful food ideas. "Pinterest", she replied. "Of course"... I silently groaned to myself.
It is all almost too cute to eat! |
It was all adorable and the kindergarten class loved the chocolate donut spiders and the vampire donuts. I'm still not sure I would have taken the time to put eyes on every vampire donut, spider donut, and ghostly banana. I would have been much more like the room parents of the other class party. The food all looked like...food and there were fun games, which the kids and the teacher enjoyed. I wonder if I would volunteer to be a room parent now with all of the added pressure from the Pinterest Moms. I would probably step aside and let them shine and figure out another way to contribute that doesn't involve being creative or spending hours stalking Pintrest.
We had a great time visiting the grandsons. We had not seen them since Easter! I know...! They change so much in such a short time at their ages. We had a lot of catching up to do while we were there. My first activity was to go on a nature hike with the two older boys and one of their friends. I did my best to keep up with them and keep them out of the raging waters in the stream. They were certain we could all jump right over it to the other side, I was a little less certain. Being in or near the woods lead to boys climbing on logs, boys finding sticks and making them into weapons, boys running ahead, boys sticking things into the raging waters and getting as close as they possibly could without actually going into the water. All of these activities reminded me that it has been a very long time since I had a little boy much less chased one. We all survived and were gone so long their mother was beginning to wonder if we were ever coming back. It's hard to get boys out of the woods!
This is what my view looked like most of the time..... "hurry up, Gigi!" |
Searching for a way across the raging waters. |
It was getting dark but none of them wanted to go home, there were still more logs to climb on! |
This was my second trip to visit them for Halloween. As I have said before, Halloween is not my favorite holiday, so I have decided to figure out a way to make it enjoyable. I must say, I do enjoy Halloween with grandsons. It's very nice to show up and reap the joy of treats, costumes and parties without doing any of the work. That's me...no work and all play! Needless to say, the trip to Madison was a success and we caught up on a lot of life. It's such a shame that I don't get to see them very often. Living apart is not ideal to say the least.
The Grim Reaper, a Shepard and a dragon. They covered all bases! |
The three people he mentions are his very brave teachers....who are not afraid of vampires!
Have a great day and party on!
2 comments:
Pinterest IS exhausting and I truly believe the cutesy food is totally lost on Kindergarteners. I am all about being clever, but not necessarily over the top, so I am in your neck of the woods on this one, too, Lisa. I laughed when I saw the last photo of you and the boys in the woods - first thing I noticed was the DARKNESS! It made me laugh! Yes, hauling boys out of the woods is very difficult. And lastly, when I queued up the video, I looked at the length. 1:02. I was totally bummed! Way too short! He is a hoot! And let us not confuse his generalization "girls don't like vampires" to be a sexist statement, because clearly he knows his (female, I assume) teachers like vampires. What a hoot. One day, he will meet the right 'girl' who loves vampires as much as he does.
Carol, I too wish the video were longer! Every time I watch it I want to go back up there and just interview John and keep them all for posterity!
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