Halloween Fun

I know I have said it before, but getting ready for the holidays is one of my favorite things to do.  The anticipation and excitement are like an adrenaline rush.  We had a lot of orange things to do in preparation for Halloween.  We already made a visit to the corn maze and picked our own pumpkins.  Next on the docket was visiting the local pumpkin patch, Barten Pumpkins. We have been going to this pumpkin patch since Alex was a baby. It is nice because it is local, family owned and run, and close.  

We picked a day over MEA vacation to visit, which turned out really nice as no one else was hardly there.  We picked a wagon for the boys to ride in/set the pumpkins in.  We had already grown our own pumpkins, so they were just picking out smaller pumpkins to paint at home.  

We also enjoy looking at all the crafty things they have there.  They had a little wooden table and chairs, lots of fall decorations, hay stacks, wagons, and other fall games to play such as bean bag toss.  

We went home and the boys were so excited to paint their pumpkins that Aiden accidentally broke his stem off his pumpkin.  I thought he was going to get so upset, but when Alex and I started laughing, he joined right in and thought it was funny that the pumpkin was "bald".  Phew, crisis averted.

You know he is concentrating when his tongue is out.

We also did a little baking of pumpkin/ghost/bat cookies.  One of our favorite things to do together is bake and cook.  The boys hop right up on the stools at the counter and they each get a part.  This is a time when I know I can count on them to listen because they don't want to risk not being able to help me.  

Of course their favorite part is the decorating.  They both do a wonderful job of trying to limit their sugars, but sometimes too much falls out by accident.  They have good intentions.

What do you think that expression says?

Ta-Da!

Both Grandmas gave the boys a little treat this year for Halloween.  When they were staying with Grandma (and Grandpa) Guse for a couple of days, Grandma gave them a "Frankie" for one of the pumpkins they worked so hard to grow.  They loved Frankie and would check on him every day when we got home from school.  "I go see Frankie" was a phrase I heard often when getting out of the van.  My amazing mom made the boys some more shirts for Halloween also.  Frankie was the theme this year with both Grandmas!  The boys loved them and I don't think they could get any cuter!

We stayed in our Jammies all day this day.