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Oct. 18th, 2008 08:44 pmFall is well and truly here, and the best kind of fall. Bright, clear days and chilly nights; blue jeans and fuzzy cardigans. The kids are into the rhythm of school and homework, and we finally seem to have the multiple activities sorted out into a kind of rhythm, too. I find more and more that I NEED my calendar.
Today, for example, we squeezed in Nutcracker rehearsal and karate class before we could help at the Cub Scout fundraiser. We got there about three hours before the scheduled start time, and the kids carved pumpkins in the sunshine while I hung bats in the Tent of Terror.
When Pumpkin Fest opened the kids cheerfully took hockey masks and plastic cleavers and hid in and around the tent while I stood at the exit and awarded bright orange stickers to the "survivors" -- the little ones cried and the older ones jeered, but people kept right on lining up to go through. I think this has to be one of the best fundraisers I've ever seen.
We took a break and wandered around the other booths for a while. We ate hot dogs and funnel cake; the kids took a free ride on the tractor train and poured colored sugar into giant plastic straws to make "sand" art. Eventually we wandered back to the haunted tent. Sadie begged me to take her through once but insisted on closing her eyes the whole time.
She needn't have bothered; most of the scouts had seen me in and out so many times during set up and shift changes that they clearly viewed my entrance as a false alarm.
By 6:30 we were well into the "chilly night" part of fall, and more than ready to go home. We got a funnel cake for the road and drove home, and the kids got bathed and into pajamas. We read the last chapter of Voyage of the Dawn Treader, then the kids brushed their teeth while I pretended not to hear the fireworks we were missing.
Pretty good day, all in all.
Today, for example, we squeezed in Nutcracker rehearsal and karate class before we could help at the Cub Scout fundraiser. We got there about three hours before the scheduled start time, and the kids carved pumpkins in the sunshine while I hung bats in the Tent of Terror.
When Pumpkin Fest opened the kids cheerfully took hockey masks and plastic cleavers and hid in and around the tent while I stood at the exit and awarded bright orange stickers to the "survivors" -- the little ones cried and the older ones jeered, but people kept right on lining up to go through. I think this has to be one of the best fundraisers I've ever seen.
We took a break and wandered around the other booths for a while. We ate hot dogs and funnel cake; the kids took a free ride on the tractor train and poured colored sugar into giant plastic straws to make "sand" art. Eventually we wandered back to the haunted tent. Sadie begged me to take her through once but insisted on closing her eyes the whole time.
She needn't have bothered; most of the scouts had seen me in and out so many times during set up and shift changes that they clearly viewed my entrance as a false alarm.
By 6:30 we were well into the "chilly night" part of fall, and more than ready to go home. We got a funnel cake for the road and drove home, and the kids got bathed and into pajamas. We read the last chapter of Voyage of the Dawn Treader, then the kids brushed their teeth while I pretended not to hear the fireworks we were missing.
Pretty good day, all in all.
