Wednesday, the boys and I went to an alpaca farm with MOMS Club. I hadn’t seen an alpaca up close before, but they are incredibly friendly. When we walked up to the fence all the alpacas walked over by us to see the kids. They are easily spooked and don’t like to be petted, so when we went into the fenced area we had to walk with our hands behind our backs. I assumed that the kids wouldn’t really do this and we’d have to watch them very closely, but they were great. Even Grant remembered to keep his hands back.
Thursday night we attended Jackson’s preschool orientation. He got to meet his teachers and classmates. He starts tomorrow and he’s pretty excited. One teacher came over earlier in the week to meet him. I don’t think Monday can come soon enough.
Brian’s face gets really dry when he shaves, so every once in a while he grows a goatee for a few days to give his face a break. When Jackson saw Brian’s goatee this morning he said, “I used to have a beard, when I was three.” Brian asked him what happened to it, and Jackson said, “It went away when I was resurrected, when I was three.” Jackson repeated that story to a few different people today.
Saturday afternoon we drove to a nearby campground where some friends were staying for the weekend. The campground had trick-or-treating and a couple other Halloween things. We don’t have the boys’ costumes yet, so Jackson was a farmer again (he was last year), but he insisted on wearing a baseball hat under his farmer’s hat. Grant was a football player, but I didn’t bring makeup to put lines under his eyes, and we don’t have his helmet or football pants. So they weren’t super dressed up, but it worked. There were tons of people there. One person counted 260 trick-or-treaters. Once Grant realized what was being put in his bag, he was excited. He would open the bag 15 feet ahead of time, so he’d be ready. But he said, “Thanks” (which sounds like “Aches” when he says it) every time without needing to be prompted. We came home with tired, cold kids (I left the sweatshirts on the counter at home) and a ton of candy.
Thursday night we attended Jackson’s preschool orientation. He got to meet his teachers and classmates. He starts tomorrow and he’s pretty excited. One teacher came over earlier in the week to meet him. I don’t think Monday can come soon enough.
Brian’s face gets really dry when he shaves, so every once in a while he grows a goatee for a few days to give his face a break. When Jackson saw Brian’s goatee this morning he said, “I used to have a beard, when I was three.” Brian asked him what happened to it, and Jackson said, “It went away when I was resurrected, when I was three.” Jackson repeated that story to a few different people today.
Saturday afternoon we drove to a nearby campground where some friends were staying for the weekend. The campground had trick-or-treating and a couple other Halloween things. We don’t have the boys’ costumes yet, so Jackson was a farmer again (he was last year), but he insisted on wearing a baseball hat under his farmer’s hat. Grant was a football player, but I didn’t bring makeup to put lines under his eyes, and we don’t have his helmet or football pants. So they weren’t super dressed up, but it worked. There were tons of people there. One person counted 260 trick-or-treaters. Once Grant realized what was being put in his bag, he was excited. He would open the bag 15 feet ahead of time, so he’d be ready. But he said, “Thanks” (which sounds like “Aches” when he says it) every time without needing to be prompted. We came home with tired, cold kids (I left the sweatshirts on the counter at home) and a ton of candy.
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