Happy Halloween

We went trick-or-treating on F Street in Salida, the supposed "Banana Belt" of Colorado, where there was 2 feet of snow as opposed to our 3 inches up north in Middle Park. We had a wonderful time with our friends (the same one who witnessed Puke-o-rama 2009), and I am happy to report that the kids were mostly charming, wonderful and completing buzzing on sugar for the entire weekend. But, because somebody had to puke, their dog barfed up a bunch of candy after we left that my kids may or may not have fed him. Our friends got more into the Halloween spirit than we did, dressing up as Betty Rubble and German-Rumplestiltskin-dude. Sawyer will forever refer to my friend Dara as "that mommy with the bones on her belt," (all adult females are currently called mommies, regardless of whether they actually have offspring). F Street was a zoo. I've seriously never seen so many people trick-or-treating in one place in my entire life. We lasted about an hour, three blocks down and three blocks up, and were completely exhausted by the time we made it home. I don't have a clue what we're going to do with all this candy now. There is no way I'm letting the kids consume it all. Other fun weekend activities included hiking up "S" mountain, through the snow, halfway through which Sawyer turned around and declared, "I LOVE SNOW;" building a snowman and a giant snow slide; walking down an old train track in Leadville, collecting spikes to make a new coat rack; and visiting Jim, aka Milt, one of Scott's groomsmen who left a lasting impression on everyone present at the wedding. On the less productive side, us adults made our way through four bottles of wine Friday night (uh, that's a bottle EACH). Made for a pretty sober Halloween.

Here's a video from Sawyer's arrival at school in costume Thursday.



Have I mention how much I love Sawyer's school?