Give Us Your Candy

I just love Halloween! The costumes this year were so much fun.

Lindy:

Ellie:

And last, but not least, Curtis:

In spite of a blustery, rainy, miserably dark Halloween evening, the kids got their fair share (and more) of the candy from our neighbors. We'll be eating it for weeks!

Illustrious Company

Curtis has been saying his own bedtime prayers lately. I had to laugh the other night when he offered this little tidbit:

"Dear Heavenly Father. Thank you for Jesus and Grandpa. Amen."

He does love his Grandpas.

To Whom It May Concern:

Please excuse Amy from her responsibilities as a blogger over the next week or so. While we know her extended family eagerly looks forward to updates on the antics of her slightly crazy family, she is currently fulfilling other obligations (much to her profound dismay).

Sincerely,

Me

Happy Thanksgiving!

In keeping with a recently-established annual tradition, we celebrated Canadian Thanksgiving this weekend. In years past I've been asked a lot of questions regarding the purpose and fundamentals of a Canadian Thanksgiving. Allow me to clarify:

We eat turkey, potatoes, gravy, stuffing, pumpkin pie...etc.

When European farmers settled in Canada, they brought with them the tradition of celebrating harvest time. Americans who remained loyal to England following the Revolution moved to Canada and integrated parts of the American Thanksgiving into this autumn festivities.

Unlike the American tradition of remembering the pilgrims and settling in the New World, Canadian Thanksgiving is to celebrate and express thanks for a successful harvest.

It is celebrated on the 2nd Monday of October because the harvest season falls earlier in Canada due to the fact it's simply further north.

So, while the Jones family doesn't necessarily have any bountiful harvest to be grateful for (I hate gardening...yes, I said it), we feel lucky to have two reasons each year to remember the happiness of our little family, our loved ones, and the many wonderful blessings in our lives.

So, Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

And I Quote...

Lindy: "There's a teacher at school who is sooo loud. He's a boy, so it's natural. It would hurt if he yelled right in your face. Literally."

Dear Tooth Fairy,

Yesterday began like any other day. We woke up, we got ready...you know, the same old boring stuff. When Lindy arrived home from school minus one pesky little front tooth, however, the day suddenly had possibility. We knew that a visit from you would brighten things up. When bedtime finally arrived Lindy excitedly placed her tooth under her pillow and promptly fell asleep. We all fell asleep. All of us. Every person here. Adults and children alike.

You can imagine her disappointment when she woke up bright and early this morning to find the tooth still tucked snuggly under her pillow.

We can only assume that you had a busy night and were simply unable to make it to all the tooth-bearing pillows in the neighborhood...or that there was some sort of tooth emergency somewhere else. Out of state. Perhaps there were delays with your flight? Anyhow...we hope you have not suffered any debilitating memory loss (do you have kids?) or are experiencing troubles in the workplace.

In the hopes that you will be able to return tonight and take care of your responsibilities, Lindy will happily place her tooth back in the proper place. We look forward to your visit and wish you well.

Sincerely,

The Jones Family