Our Lumberjack

So the plan for this year's costume was ...Godzilla. However, Seth refuses to wear anything on his head right now. So in order to avoid people saying "What a great lizard, dragon,etc..." you get the point...I decided to wait another year or so when he is old enough to maneuver with a headpiece on. So we decided on a Garden Gnome. Wouldn't you know it...1 day before our departure to Chicago and a little over a week before Halloween, Target has an ad for a Gnome outfit. So that idea was out since we didn't want people to think we were doing our own knockoff version. So we decided on Lumberjack. So on go the flannel, jeans, vest, work boots, and here is where it got difficult. So we made a axe out of cardboard so it would be light enough for him to carry. What we didn't factor in is that he wouldn't even give the item a second thought and refused to even hold it. The beanie cap. It's a hat, so enough said...he kept pulling it off. So we both tried grease penciling on a beard/mustache knowing that a stick on beard wouldn't have lasted more than a few minutes with Seth. Neither did our grease beard. He kept rubbing his face, tilting his chin and rubbing it onto his shirt...and well in the end our Lumberjack started to look like a Hobo.

Just Pickin' Pumpkins in the Rain

Picking pumpkins sort of snuck up on us this year. We had discussed it earlier in the month, but with our trip to Chicago to plan, a leak in the roof, and 3 costume changes for this year's Halloween pick (more on that later)....we almost didn't make it to the Patch. We had only one day of opportunity, the Tuesday after we returned from Chicago. So we said "Rain of Shine". Shine? Nope. It started off that morning with the typical Washington sprinkle...No Big Deal. Well we got to the patch and it was started to come down. But we had packed the boots, jackets, and even....an Umbrella ( I know, how many Washingtonians own one right?) Well, Seth's boots are a bit too big, but we figured they'll work. Wrong. They were fine when he was walking, but as soon as he fell down and you picked him up, whoosh went the boots to the mud and puddles. I think the temperature dropped about 5 plus degrees from the time we arrived. Seth tried to pick out his own pumpkin, but the one he clearly wanted was about 4 times his body weight. I think the farthest we got into the patch was about 100 yards. We managed to snap a few photos, grab a pumpkin, and then it was back to the car to remove all the wet clothes, boots, jackets, and wouldn't you know it...we never used the umbrella!