Thankful Turkey and Stuff

 

For FHE Monday, we watched a conference talk and I completely forgot about our annual Thankful Turkey!

That night at  about 10:30 I remembered.   Chris was all comfy in a blanket on the couch, so I gathered all the supplies he needed to get to work. (paper bag, pencil, artistic pens, artistic eraser, crayons, and scissors).

And here it is!

He said the feathers need to be rectangles.

Interesting. (that’s what his dad would say)

 

And today, I decided to try ‘fish tails’ in Elle’s hair

(she decided to do a fish face for her fish tail hair)

Not too bad for the first try! (at least I think so)

 

And now for a random thought- (don’t laugh)

I’ve decided that Elle and I need to stop saying “Oh my gosh” because sometimes when we don’t finish the end it sounds like we’re really swearing! (commandment #7)

Do you KNOW how hard it is?!  I didn’t realize how much I said it.

Then I was trying to think of what to say instead.  Is “Holy Cow” just as offensive as “oh my_” is to us?

I know, I know.  Silly stuff.  But  still.

YOU try it!

I don’t know how sailors contain themselves after joining the church. 

Sunday Dress and Halloween

 

Since I took a very long nap Sunday, I didn’t post Elle’s Sunday dress and hair:

She finally let me do a bun again!  In fact, it was her idea!

It turns out her friend has been wanting to see Elle’s hair in a bun. 

 

Last night, of course, was Halloween!

We walked from one friend’s house on the hill  to the other friend’s house on the opposite hill (1.4 miles) plus a few detours along the way.  My friend and I got plenty of exercise chaperoning them!

Elle and two of her trick-or-treating buddies:

 

 

Chris stayed home to pass out candy.  He said I got several comments on the scary door I did all by myself! (Well, except  Elle did the eyes)

 

 

The best part of the night was when we got home and Elle “boo-ed” Chris. She had been planning it for a few days.  She decided that she would collect some of Chris’ favorite candies during the night,  put them all in a bag, then “Boo” our bedroom door.  Every once in a while along our route she would ask me which piece of candy she should  get for Chris’ bag.

On Sunday while Chris was home teaching,  she wrote a note to go along with the treat:

You’ve been booed by the candy corn ghost.  You need not give anything to your neighbors, but do not inquire anyone until all the given treats are gone.  Unless you want to wake up to the whole house covered in candy corns.  This is the famous curse of the candy corn ghost called, the candy corn curse.

She is so sweet!  Chris was very touched by her generosity