I hate Halloween, every year I grit my teeth and tell myself it will soon be over, no more ugly, evil stuff around to irk me. Thankfully it seems to be loosing a lot of its momentum at least where I live (If we had to import a US festivity why couldn’t it have been Thanksgiving – sorry turkeys lol!)
I did however actually enjoy carving this pumpkin dragon with my youngest grandson – he chooses and critiques and I carve. He loves dragons and dinosaurs so we googled pictures of them and ended up with this dragon. I quite enjoyed it, it’s sure faster than my wood carving!
My two daughters instantly took photos for their face book pages lol!
I know it doesn’t mean much to you Canadian or US folks but snow is rarely seen more than one or two days each winter here in London (at least not in recent years).
Anddddd my grandson has never seen snow having been born and brought up in Mexico! Imaging my delight on peeking out (just in case) hardly daring to believe, and there it was in all its glowing purity – SNOW!. Not a lot, but enough for us snow deprived folks to transfer to party mode.
My previously Sunday sleepy head daughter stopped pleading with my grandson to “go back to sleep”and jumped out of bed at the news. In half an hour we were off to the lakes!
After spotting dog, swan, bird, and possible rabbit footprints (in addition to his own) building a (miniature) snowman and a brief, fun, but rather ineffectual snowball fight (he is only three.) He asked, “Can we go home to our nice warm house now – he’d discovered the downside of making snowballs lol!)
Schools out for half term and I have a ten year old partner for all my shenanigans. Two thoughts!
We are having fun!
(The 2nd thought was fulfilled when my grandson not only managed to somehow drip chocolate ice cream down his T shirt but slip on a branch and fall in the edge of the lake. lol! He had fun though!.
What do you collect?
Apart from books by my favourite authors, (which doesn’t really count) the only things I collect are items I think my grandson may use for one of his many “projects” cardboard boxes (from match boxes to parcel size), ribbon, and those odd items (washers, plastic bottles, pine cones etc.) that may fire up a 9 year old’s imagination.
I’ve moved often in my life usually from one country to another taking only what we could carry so the idea of collecting for its own sake never took root. I’m a very practical soul. I do enjoy very much looking at other folks collections though! Facinating!