my nose itches.

brennan was the firefighter.
max was the fire.
i was the Dalmatian fire dog.
sean was the fire hydrant.
remember last year?
brennan sobbed about being a firefighter for 3 1/2 minutes today after his nap.
he had changed his mind over the past two days.
and now wanted to be a ghost.
i told him max was going to wear his firefighter costume if he didn't.
he immediately wanted to wear his firefighter costume.
then he stared at himself in the mirror for 10 minutes.
i am glad halloween night is over.
i'm exhausted.

{in utah if halloween falls on a sunday that means we celebrate it saturday night. and friday night, for that matter.}

and my nose has been relentlessly itching for the past 4 hours.
i only itched it once and was covered from wrist to finger tip in black makeup.
i asked sean how much candy brennan had had after i opened a 4th piece of candy.
he scowled at me and said that question is not allowed on halloween.
i lifted my eyebrow and nodded my head in agreement.
i love the excitement of the first house you knock on and the first trick or treaters that come to your door.
magic.
halloween just reached an entirely new level of fun in our house.

bring on the turkey.

more than one costume.

b/c every girl should have more than one costume on halloween.

...

today we are on the hunt for a red sweatsuit.

black dots.

and two lamps.

it just wouldn't be halloween without a last minute costume hunt.

i made it.

it's just been that kind of a week.
...
i made it.
bree's idea.

i made it.

the great pumpkin's idea.

more to follow...

bon appetite.

lunch.

SPOOKY

"mama, kinzie spooky." "now, brennan spooky."

hope you have a SPOOKtacular day.

just call me a bear, but not yogi.

really,
all this means
is
that
the
socks
are
back.
haunting me.
spoooooky.

brennan woke up early enough that we played in the snow in the dark.
or maybe it's just that someone decided to change daylight savings.
or standard.
whichever.
wait, doesn't it make it darker when the time changes in the fall?
i can never remember.
time change is only annoying when you have babies.

i don't mind the dark mornings.
i'd like them better if i could stay in bed.
i just mind when i have to get up before 7.
really,
i prefer 8.
but i fear those days are gone, gone, gone.
or before the sun.
which in summer doesn't count.
b/c the sun is on crack cocaine in the mornings.
way too chipper and bright for me at 6am in the summer.
but winter.
just call me a bear that wants to hibernate the mornings away.
except today.
the snow put me in an extra good mood.
i could see the glow through my blinds and knew.
the glow that makes your neighbor's lights a little brighter than normal.
from the reflection of white.
snow.
i jumped out of bed.
forgetting that i was annoyed at brennan's early rise.
put on all of our garb.
and watched the sunrise through my christmas berry trees.
stunning.


when the hour of morning became normal,
we went back in for max.

she looks older today.

bless her.

UMMMMM.....

UMMMMM.....
good thing we haven't bought a snow shovel yet?
that would mean i'd have to be shoveling snow.
this is much better.
to just enjoy it.
without the work.
well, without THAT work.
putting on coats, hats, gloves, and boots for everyone.
3 times before 9am.
is work enough.

5 inches before halloween.

walking in a winter wonderland.

this must be heaven.

note to self: rose bushes

if you look closely,
you'll see snow falling through my window.
note to self: trim rose bushes BEFORE it snows next year.
ay-yigh-yigh!
now it's cold,
and i have no desire to go out there and do it.
must.
must get out there and do it.
before the snow weighs the bushes down.

lightening mcqueen is IN your mouth.

tonight we told brennan that lightening mcqueen was in his mouth.
i covered my mouth and in a low voice said,
"brennan, this is lightening mcqueen {his eyes lit up}.
i am IN your mouth! {his mouth dropped open in amazement}
i need you to eat a bite of fish to win the big race. can you do it?! {mouth opens, food is shoveled in}"
then it was a tie.
you get where this is going.
parents-1 point.
kids-2 million.
i wonder how long i can use this one...
he of course needed no bribery to eat his candy apple.
a man after my own heart.
oh, and he asks for peanut butter at every meal.
i love this kid.

i am emily.

and i use bribery.

every.

day.

bless me.

the mamba and the cha cha

i got ready for church this morning in black nylons and a tank top.
i felt like Baby in dirty dancing.
except patrick swayze was ironing my green dress downstairs,
instead of showing me how to dance.
i must confess,
i did the mamba,
or the cha cha,
or whatever they did in those sexy nylons where you only saw their flat abs and perfect bums.
that was me,
for 10 minutes this morning.
getting my dance on like i was ten again.
i love being a girl:-)