Play Calling

So, this morning Paul dictated how he wanted his peanut butter sandwich-
Paul- (pointing to the top of the fridge) "Bread there dad-"
Paul- (making a book shape with his hands) "Fold like this dad-"

Never let it be said that he doesn't know what he wants.

Later, he was walking around with his hand in his pocket. Sara put her hand in her pocket. He objected and pulled her hand out. Of course, as a good dad, I immediately put my hand in my pocket. Paul responded with a very dejected look and came pouting over to me. I picked him up and we had the following conversation:

Me- "Listen little boy. After awhile, some things just become predictable. Like football teams shifting to a running offense because the weather has turned cold. You need to know that not only are you child #5, you come after 2 sisters, who were the queens of fake whining."

Paul- (immediately, and suddenly bright and happy) "Me ok now dad."

Ghostly Parties

We've been celebrating Halloween all week, here in Cincinnati. From church & school parties to friend and neighborhood gatherings, we had a fun holiday.

Our ward's trunk or treat party got rained in, and it became classroom door to door treats. Brian helped coordinate scone-making. All the games and treats were excellent.

Amy was Tinker Bell, and Maggie became a pioneer for the event.

Here is James getting ready for a game. He wowed a lot of people with his disappearing wand trick.

Thanks to some fore-thought by really cool aunts (years ago), Scot was transform into an English Bobby. He wasn't as nice as he looks. Neither was Paul when he got a hold of the club.

Carving pumpkins with friends. They looked great on the steps Halloween night.


The real deal. Amy and Scot's costumes changed. I guess Paul's changed too since he went to the ward party as a obstinate 2 year old. On Halloween he was an obstinate elephant.
Paul went up to every house and said, "candy-mine-pumpkin." Then he commenced to ask for M&Ms, if they hadn't given him any. Yes, he was a very rude double-dipping toddler. Unfortunately, no one seemed to care, especially when he smiled and said "thank you!"

Amy as a "beautiful ballerina."

Scot was an accident prone roller blader. Under the helmet he's sporting a nice array of bandages and a black eye. Can you hear James's taunting?: "Scot's got make-up on!" The boys went on their own this year with friends. Scot wanted to make this the best year ever since it's his last. He's already excited to hand out candy for next year.

Hope you all had a great Halloween! For the Nielson clan, I've posted on the recipe site. I missed getting my ingredient, but I did pass along a site with some fun holiday treats.