Things Ken forgot to add...

So on Halloween we Trick-or-Treated my sister's neighborhood with great success. The girls got 3 to 5 pieces of candy per house because most T-or-T'ers go the the apartment complexes and not the house neighborhoods. They made quite the haul. So before Halloween I had put up decorations; one of which was a smiling ghost with rosy cheeks. The girls thought that it was so cute and started calling it 'the ghost light' (from Disney-Pixar movie "Cars' " short film "Mater and the Ghost Light"). Later when I asked them what they wanted to be this year for Halloween they both chime in "the Ghost Light!" I finally figured out that they wanted to be ghosts and not blue glowing lights. So I cut up a white sheet, cut eye holes, cut smiles out of some black cloth; and glued the smiles, black satin bows, and the white button teeth onto the costume. The girls were thrilled with their costumes. (Note to parents: Make the eye holes bigger than they need to be!) While we were out trick-or-treating we came to a house that had a jack o' lantern on the doorstep. However, this particular pumpkin was vomiting pumpkin seeds and gunk onto the porch. These are the girl's comments:

Lily (grossed out face): Ooh, he's sick!
Dalia (serious and motherly): Mommy, he needs to take some medicine.

Later that evening as we were walking along Lily (who is wearing a coat under her ghost costume even though the temperature was balmy compared to Utah Halloweens) starts commenting that her eyes were cold. Ken and I exchanged glances and repeated it back to her as a question to confirm this bizarre statement. Sure enough she claimed her eye balls were cold thou the rest of her was perfectly toasty. Hmmm.

So Saturday is come and gone and Christmas is up. Well mostly up. The outdoor lights and the window lights aren't up, but most of the decorations, the tree, and ornaments are all up and looking festive and we have begun our Christmas shopping. We also had the missionaries for dinner tonight. We had waffles and eggs with cheese, red bell peppers, and sausage. Breakfast for dinner. I asked, and we are the only ones to ever feed these two missionaries breakfast for dinner. They loved it! I don't think they get omelets and waffles very often. Probably don't have time to make it in the mornings. Ken and I are both teaching lessons in church tomorrow. Him the deacons quorum, me the gospel essentials class.

All hail the Holiday season!

Rosalie