Happy Halloween?

OK, so check this out...

Last night, Daddy brought the pumpkins in from outside. He put a bunch of newspaper down on the table and started cutting into them. Scooped out all the guts and stuff (um, gross) and was messing around with 'em.

I wasn't paying much attention - in fact, I went to my room with Mommy to put my PJs on.

Then I came back and Daddy asked me if I wanted to see the pumpkin. Of course I did, I love pumpkins... or so I thought.

He turned it around and there was this HUGE SCARY FACE on it. I scared the poop out of me. For reals. I ran away screaming.

Why the heck would Daddy do something like that to my pumpkin? It's Halloween!!! I was told its a time to dress up and get candy. It's supposed to be a happy time. You know, they say "Happy Halloween", not "Freak-out Scary Halloween".

So, after a few hugs and Daddy putting that THING outside, we calmed down. In fact, Mommy took out other pumpkin and carved Elmo's face in it.

That's more like it.

Democracy Inaction

So, to avoid the long lines sure to be there on Tuesday, Daddy and I went to vote yesterday. I was pretty excited, cuz this was my first time. And if it was half as fun as caucusing was, I was in for a good time.

So we went to the library and Daddy got his ballot and we went to the booth. When we got there I realized that he only got one and forgot to get mine.

Well, turns out he didn't forget it... I'M NOT ALLOWED TO VOTE!!! Now, that is about as poopy as my diaper. Since when do babies not count?

Look at it this way... I'm going to be living in the country lots longer than most people voting this year. So wouldn't it make sense that I get to choose who shapes it?

Heck, I know what's going on. I watch the news every night... well, I usually read books or color while Daddy watches the news, but still - I can hear it in the background. I know both Barack Obama and John McCain by sight and can say their names whenever I see them. That's probably more than a lot voters can do.

But as a consolation prize, Daddy let me wear his "I Voted" button on my jacket. It's not helping democracy, but it looked cool.

Disaster Averted

Whoa, I had a really close call at music class yesterday.

Let me explain. Usually, I get up, eat breakfast, watch Sesame Street and get dressed. After getting up, eating some waffles and watching Sesame Street (it was a good one... Jonah Hill from Superbad was the guest) we went to my room to get changed.

First, Daddy got out this cute little shirt with butterflies on it. But for some reason, we changed our minds and put on a pink shirt.

Fast forward to music class... we walk in and there was a little girl wearing the EXACT SAME shirt with butterflies that I almost wore.

Can you imagine the embarrassment if I had worn that? I would have had to drop out of class.

Luckily, we chose the pink shirt, and I can go back and sing and dance every week. Although I may have to call that girl before class so we can make sure we don't wear the same thing.

Mommy is Famous

You are not going to believe this...

Yesterday, Daddy and I were downstairs playing. I was coloring, and he turned on the TV. I paid no attention, but then he said, "Hey Claire, look at the TV".

I didn't know what the big deal was - I thought maybe Sesame Street was doing a special mid-day show or something, but it was just the news. But then who did I see come on, but MOMMY.

Yeah, Mommy was on TV. She was on this show where they asked about nose stuff and she told them what she knew about noses. Luckily for her, she had studied noses a lot in her life and actually works as a nose doctor. It was a great fit.

She got all the questions right, but they didn't give her any prizes or anything. It was kind of a gyp, cuz Daddy and I have watched some shows where they ask questions then give you lots of money and cars and stuff. Maybe next time she can get on one of those shows.

Gettin' Cold

So, yeah, it's getting chilly 'round these parts.

Grandma and Grandpa came over for the weekend, so we had some fun - even though it was cold out.

On Saturday, we all went out to this place where apples grow on trees. It's pretty sweet. You just get pushed around in a stroller and walk up to the trees and get an apple. And they don't even make Daddy cut it up for you. You can just munch it right there.







We also did a little work on the old Halloween costume, but you don't get to see that yet.

This Is What It's All About

Buggin' Out

You know what are cool? Grasshoppers.

We've got tons of them in our back yard, and they hop around and are green and TONS of fun. Sometimes, you can walk up to them and touch them, but then right when you touch them they jump away and it is HILARIOUS!!! For reals.

But you know what is even better than grasshoppers? Caterpillars. They are furry and black and orange and when you touch them they curl up into a little fuzzy ball. Caterpillars are the most fun, probably ever.

Yesterday, Daddy and I were playing in the back yard and I would go out and find caterpillars and touch them and laugh. Then Daddy would let them climb on a stick and take them to the tall grass.

Problem is, you can't play with them in the tall grass. Daddy says they like it there better, but if they like it there so much why do they keep coming into the yard where I can play with them?