We are having a snow day today with Auntie Steffi, Unkie Paul, Oliver and Finley in town. This is the view of our backyard. Hope you are enjoying a snow day too if you have some of the white stuff.

A mompreneur's chronicle of life with her boys.

We are having a snow day today with Auntie Steffi, Unkie Paul, Oliver and Finley in town. This is the view of our backyard. Hope you are enjoying a snow day too if you have some of the white stuff.

Photo Friday – Will & Pooh

We are at Disneyland. This is from breakfast yesterday. Look for more photos later, they are on Unkie Paul’s camera.
For us Halloween is a marathon, not a sprint. That isn’t to say it is bad; it is just long, stretching over days or weeks if you count all the preparation.
It all starts months in advance when the boys decide what they want to be for Halloween. I have a sickness that prevents me from buying pre-made costumes (I know, but at least I acknowledge it.) This year Jack decided he wanted to be Sam Flynn, the main character in the movie, Tron Legacy. Since Will doesn’t have an opinion yet, the plan was for him to be either the character, Tron, or Rinzler. I was going to try to make Jim and I costumes too, but that idea got thrown out due to lack of time.
Jack’s costume came together well and I even found some glow in the dark Frisbees that look like the disks. However, Will’s was just too plain. After I saw it together on Friday I knew he needed something different.
Last Friday (like last year) we chaired the haunted maze for the Halloween Bash at Jack’s elementary school. Since we did so much of the building work last year it made sense to take it on again. We were able to add more black lights and decorations to fill the space of the maze better, including a second coffin, jail, mummy man and zombie. We were able to get some photos from inside the maze this year, thanks Jerry Ann from Deddo Arts.
Since we build the maze in the gym, we have to build and decorate it on the morning of the event, then take it down that night. Luckily we had amazing crews of people throughout the day to help us, including Alan and Dennis who were there all day (they were rewarded with beers afterward.)
The Halloween Bash followed a walk-a-thon. Unfortunately the weather gods were not smiling on us and it poured rain, prematurely ending that part as people headed inside to get out of the garden hose that was coming out of the sky. I think everyone still had fun at the 2nd annual Halloween Bash.
Saturday morning I decided to make Will a skeleton (“skelskin” as Will says) costume. Yes, two days before Halloween. It actually came together well and he was happy with it.
Sunday night we carved our eight pumpkins with Allison, Dennis and their kids; well technically Dennis, Jim and I carved pumpkins while Allison cooked and the kids played. Next year Jack is going to help with his pumpkin. It is a memory I want him to have like I do.

Then Monday arrives… Halloween on a weeknight is hard. It feels like such a race to get through everything, get the kids in bed at a reasonable time and remember to enjoy the night. The teachers were great and didn’t give homework. We trick or treated through the neighborhood in a group of 11 kids and eight adults with cocktails. The bigger kids quickly moved from house to house, while Will took his time. He just moves to his own beat and does what he wants. By the end of the night he would just ring the doorbell and say “I get candy now,” instead of trick or treat. We will work on his manners.



We survived our Halloween marathon and may even sign up to do it all again next year. As Jim likes to say, “we are on a year-to-year contract renewal and next year we qualify for free agency.”
The stomach flu hit our house this week, well at least Jack and I had it. Will might have had a mild version earlier in the week (fingers crossed that he doesn’t get the one that we had) and so far Jim has managed to avoid it. It is really difficult to clean up your child’s vomit when you are nauseous too. (sorry to be so graphic, but anyone who has experienced that will understand). I think we gave it to our friend Karen, so sorry sweetie, hope you are doing better.
So my week of playing catch up became a week of recovering. Oh well, maybe we needed to slow down and spend all of Thursday watching an entire season of America’s Next Top Model. Jack was rooting for Samantha.
Oneta Lee Hunter Lange passed away this morning at the age of 87 after a courageous fight with Alzheimer’s disease. She was in the home she loved with her four children by her side. She was known as many things, but to me (and many others) she was Granny. Her legacy will be carried on by her four children and their spouses, her eight grandchildren and their spouses and her five great grandchildren. She was the matriarch of our family and a strong presence in Lodi. When her children where young she lead the youth group at Lodi First Untied Methodist Church and will always be remembered for the amazing ice cream socials they put on. As a member of the Hutchins Street Square Foundation Board she helped shape the creation of Hutchins Street Square into the community center and outstanding facility it is today.
She called me SariAnn and I will forever be able to hear her saying that. When I was growing up she used to watch my cousins, sister and I on Fridays and she would make Yuck Soup with everything in the fridge. She was a master at scrapbooking before it was popular and she would play solitare in her kitchen everyday. She taught me to arrange flowers and wrap presents. Undoubtedly she will be most remembered for her pies and specifically her pie crust. Luckily my sister learned the special techniques and will carry on that legacy.
I am so happy that she got to know three of her great grandchildren, unfortunately the two newest ones were to little and her disease at progressed to much to make a true impression on her. Just three weeks ago she was sitting in my parent’s living room talking with me and holding William. I will hold that memory deep in my heart along with many others. We will all miss her and life will not be the same without her.
We love you Granny.
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