Instead of making a new banner earlier today, I should have written a post. Because now I’m having a hard time. As I’m typing this, I have Nathan awkwardly in my lap. He does not want to be put down tonight.

Well, let’s see how far I can get. If I don’t finish, I’ll just continue this tomorrow.

So, I was trying to talk more about our Halloween fun. The night before Halloween we went to Fry’s. I cannot remember what we were looking for, nothing Halloween related. But as we walked in, we passed a woman, from The Other Cheek, who quietly said, free face painting. I walked on a good fifteen feet before what she said registered. Then I turned to Isabelle and asked her if she wanted her face painted.

Isabelle has never had an interest in getting her face painted before. She’s many a time turned it down. But that night she said yes. So, we turned back around to get her face painted. The face painter asked Isabelle what she would like painted. And Isabelle characteristically clammed up and went all shy and wouldn’t say anything. The face painter asked her if she’d like a butterfly to which Isabelle said yes and away the face painter went.

Isabelle loved it. LOVED. She didn’t want to wash it off that night at bath time. Isn’t it beautiful? I don’t think I ever got such a nice face painting when I was growing up. And you should have seen some of the scary Halloween ones she did. Actually, go look at their site, they have pictures. Anyhoo, back to what I was saying.

Later that night we went to my friend Veronica’s house for a pumpkin carving party. I never did get to talk about that on my last post, about the pumpkins we bought. We bought four pumpkins, one for each member of the family.

And I’ve learned from my prior non-pumpkin carving ways. It only took me four years to catch on. In the past I’ve gotten at least three carving pumpkins. I’m sure one year I got six. And every single year I never carve any of them. That’s right. NONE. So this year, only one of the pumpkins was a carving pumpkin. The other three were tiny small decorative pumpkins. And this year we were smart. We actually brought that pumpkin to the carving party and carved it. Whoo hoo! Smart thinking. Finally.

We let Isabelle draw on her pumpkin like last year and then Alan pulled out it’s guts and carved it up. Isabelle didn’t want to touch the stuff. She was too busy happily playing with another little boy there. They were running around in the dark having a grand time.

Isabelle had so much fun she didn’t want to leave saying she’d miss her friend. But we had to leave. It was getting late and I had a costume to finish. But that’ll be for another post.