I don’t know if it’s the anticipation of tonight or if she has just gone off her rocker but Rowan is driving us to the nut house today. In between time-outs and lectures we managed to get a couple of pumpkins carved. Bill and I were both ready to skewer the kid after she kept drawing tiny detailed scenes on her pumpkin after we repeatedly told her that in order to carve it she needed to draw only a big face.
When she FINALLY drew a face big enough, we praised her up and Bill went to work with the knife. She looked at us, sort of horrified and asked why, after all that work, were we killing her pumpkin? That little sentence reminded us why we love this kid so much. Well, until 2 minutes later when she flung pumpkin goo at her dad “accidentally on purpose” and she landed herself back in time out.
Here’s to hoping everyone out there survives Halloween and the avalanching sugar blues that are sure to follow!
My super kaduper life 