Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Es gibt kein deutsches Wort dafür Downtown?


It's been awhile and I don't have much to report except that we survived Boyd being out of town for a week. He's traveled for such lengths before, but I don't ever remember it being this hard. Wheeh!


Though no news to report I would like to call all of your attention to an interesting phenomenon on this very blog page. A couple months ago I noticed that Petula Clark was singing her hit "Downtown" no longer in English, but what sounded like German. Check it out on my Playlist if you'd like a few laughs. Just click on the playlist box and scroll around till you find the title, select it, then sit back and listen. Apparently no direct translation exists for the word Downtown.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Trick or Treat

I'm relived Halloween has come and gone. James was getting a little spooked by all the creepy things in peoples' yards and at the store. I tried to avoid them as much as possible, but a few glimpses and the damage was done. He's ended up in our bed more in the past month than in the previous three years. We've had to be careful to refer to the Holy Ghost as "the Holy Spirit that helps us feel safe and happy," because now that he's seen Halloween ghosts everywhere he's a little concerned and confused. Nevertheless, we had tons of fun on Halloween. We got to go desk or treating at Daddy's work and then carve our pumpkin before heading out to trick or treat the neighborhood. Andrew got a hold of a tootsie roll pop at one of the first houses we stopped at and spent the remainder of the evening in heaven. We were a little amazed that he had made it to the tootsie roll center when we made it to our own front door. He was so content for like an hour! If it wasn't so messy we would give him a sucker every week in sacrament for the same results. James was too tired to eat much candy Halloween night, but we let him fill a snack size Ziploc bag with his favorites and talked him into leaving the rest of his candy out for the Great Pumpkin to exchange for a new book. I hope that works in the years to come. Here's a look at their costumes and our jack-o-lantern.




Posing in front of Precision Craft (Daddy's work). James was Bob the Builder and Andrew was a sack of potatoes.



Our silly pumpkin.




Heading out to get some loot.