So. This weekend. Wow. Halloween was funny - Molly as a boollerina and Cole as a box of Whataburger french fries. Molly wanted to touch the tulle tutu until she actually touched the tulle, then would let it go but then would touch it again. The ratio of time spent creating Cole's costume to time spent in the costume is just too funny...or two funny, perhaps! Cole ultimately went trick or treating as a two-year-old boy sans the costume and wasn't too exhausted after the blocks of walking since he rode on Daddy's shoulders between houses. There were frequent breaks in front of houses "Sit down, Daddy, Sit down, Mommy, Sit down, JD, Sit Down, Cat..." to marvel at all the candy in his ketchup trick or treat bag. He did learn to say thank you at each house...eventually! Molly was upset in the middle of the night so Daddy took care of her and let Mommy sleep - up at 5:20 for a Halloween costume will catch up with ya!
Saturday was spent preparing for the "happy-birthday-to-you" party for Aunt Cat - Cole saw balloons blown up for the first time and was very impressed by the "decrations, Mommy, decrations!" Saturday afternoon brought sadness, though, as Granny Marie passed away. We'll miss her and find peace knowing she is in Heaven with Grandpa - and singing!
Molly had another rough night Saturday night and then Sunday we visited with Granny and Grandpa Blohm. When Granny saw Molly knowcking her gums together she told Grandpa she must be cutting a tooth - sure enough, when I checked, there was the bottom left front tooth. It had already broken through which explains the rough nights...poor baby girl!
Oh, and the "slow in motion"...Keith decided that should be the Blohm family motto - I listened Sunday morning as he told Uncle Jimmy we could be ready and would meet them at Mi Reyna's in ten or fifteen minutes...which confused me since I know the big part of WE can't get the two little people dressed in half an hour much less half that time!!!
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