Tim is anti celebrating “holidays” that don’t have a purpose. Dressing up and going door to door for candy of which you have to find creative ways to rid your kids of = no purpose for us. So, we don’t celebrate Halloween. Not that there is anything wrong with Halloween and all that but, our neighbors celebrate. They decorate (which is good since I can barely find our house in our cookie-cutter neighborhood and without the green twinkling lights on their garage, I would pass our garage every time…and I have!) There is a looming white ghost on our neighbor’s lawn that is a cross between a menacing terror of the undead and the cute plumpness of a certain “friendly” ghost.

Every night we pass the duel personality ghost, my little sheltered almost 4 year old points out the “snowman” that have housed themselves on the green grass next door. She asks why they are there, to which we happily reply, “Because it’s almost winter.” (Nevermind that it’s 90 degrees outside right now!)

One thing we do during October is to visit the pumpkin patch for pictures. I love pumpkins. They are fat, bright and happy.