Happy "Hallo-Westermans" 2007!

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7237383.post-37868951386879960862007-10-31T23:34:00.000-05:002007-11-01T00:23:41.700-05:00Happy "Hallo-Westermans" 2007!<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/Rylb7EffFLI/AAAAAAAAATY/77M4C-2r4dE/s1600-h/IMG_4891.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127730721114231986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/Rylb7EffFLI/AAAAAAAAATY/77M4C-2r4dE/s400/IMG_4891.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylbW0ffFKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Zrssr2jO-KE/s1600-h/IMG_4878.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127730098343974050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylbW0ffFKI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Zrssr2jO-KE/s400/IMG_4878.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylajEffFJI/AAAAAAAAATI/OcKiYP7K8NE/s1600-h/IMG_4854.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127729209285743762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylajEffFJI/AAAAAAAAATI/OcKiYP7K8NE/s400/IMG_4854.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylZ40ffFII/AAAAAAAAATA/ucj9CPNfGeg/s1600-h/IMG_4831.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127728483436270722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylZ40ffFII/AAAAAAAAATA/ucj9CPNfGeg/s400/IMG_4831.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylY-EffFFI/AAAAAAAAASw/iLNTX_1oSlg/s1600-h/IMG_4946.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127727474118956114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylY-EffFFI/AAAAAAAAASw/iLNTX_1oSlg/s400/IMG_4946.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylYcEffFEI/AAAAAAAAASo/1yyOzGaVUm8/s1600-h/IMG_1703.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127726890003403842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WW7ZOngBH3I/RylYcEffFEI/AAAAAAAAASo/1yyOzGaVUm8/s400/IMG_1703.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001_ZNxdm824YYUS" target="_blank"><img height="71" alt="Jack O' Lantern" src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_1_218.gif" width="71" border="0" /></a> We had a wonderful Halloween week spent with family and dear friends! First the pumpkin patch at Walden Farm for photos, then to "trunk or treat" at church... a costume party at school with Luke-- and then a major trick-or-treating party at our house tonight! </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br />Luke was a knight this year. I had wanted him to be the "big bad wolf"-- with Caroline as little red riding hood, but he was much more interested in being <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Spiderman</span></span>, Superman, Batman, or a Power Ranger. It always baffles me that he even knows who these characters are since he has never seen the cartoons or movies. I think it is an innate part of being an American boy. So, I at least talked him into something that wasn't as typical, and Caroline was his princess side-kick.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br />Of course, getting the dress and crown on her proved difficult-- and forget the red glitter shoes altogether! I had to bribe her with a sucker to put the costume on at all at trunk-or-treat Sunday.<br /><br />Tonight she didn't even touch it. She fussily went down for a nap just as the kids were heading out the door to go trick-or-treating. When she woke up, she just helped me pass out candy at the door, and she seemed perfectly content... so I didn't even try to force the issue!</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br />So, I didn't really capture the <em>perfect</em> costume photo this year with the two of them together, but the memories I have of this Halloween I will treasure forever. </span></div></div></div></div></div>Amy Westermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16044475083219864329noreply@blogger.com