Halloweening

We have two Hannah Montanas this year... Purple Hannah and Pink Hannah. Brooke has had wig malfunctions already. These photos were taken when we were getting ready for Trunk-or-Treat last weekend. The girls put on their wigs for the first time and it sparked some pretty modelesque posing. Whenever Brooke strikes a pose, she jets out her hip, her knee, or her elbow. She's so funny... this is the first year in awhile that they have each picked one costume and stuck with it all throughout the week-long celebration Halloween has turned into lately. The past few years the kids have changed costumes for at least one event or another. Jeff wore the Hannah wig briefly. To spare you all, I will not post those pictures - let's just say that he should never grow his hair long and bleach it.





























































































Now for this year's quick pumpkins: We told the girls that they couldn't do patterns like they normally want to (lots of little cuts and intricate design work). We waited until the last minute (last night) to carve the pumpkins this year and still wanted the girls to get to bed on time. Brooke and Kara both chose flowers. I chose the skull for Jeff because I knew he could get through it quickly and then he could finish his essay for school. I opted out of pumpkin carving. I just wasn't in the mood to carve a whole one this year. I got my fill with helping the girls clean theirs out and assist the girls where needed in carving.

Brooke's flower:
















Kara's flower:
















Jeff's skull pumpkin:
















Our pumpkin trio:

Crazy Hair Day at School

This is the happiest they've been to go to school in awhile...

Frightening Experience

We thought we'd lost Kara last night - and Jeff and I are both still completely freaking out over it. We had begun our nighttime routine - the kids showering or bathing (both girls wanted to take a shower in our bathroom instead of theirs, so they had to take turns). Brooke was in the shower, I was at the computer with Jeff and we were working on his Statistics homework. Kara was on our bed waiting her turn for the shower.

We heard a large crash come from the window and looked over to find no Kara and the screen missing. Remember, our bedroom is on the second floor - Jeff & I both immediately thought she was dead. I started to run downstairs and Jeff was going to take off out the window after her (his thought process when he panics baffles me still). Thankfully, we have a ledge that could be turned into a balcony and Kara only fell 3-5 feet. She walked away with only a small scrape on her head (about the size of a quarter at her hairline above her forehead), some scrapes on her feet near her ankles, and a headache. Jeff and I weren't so lucky and spent most of the night shaking and sore in every muscle (I guess the adrenaline rush had worn down and left us both really stiff).

I don't know what it would feel like to actually lose a child, but I don't think I ever want to come close to that feeling again. PLEASE make sure your kids know not to push on the screens to windows (that sounds stupid, but as much as we'd lectured Kara in the past few weeks since she has knocked out the screens to two other windows upstairs already, she still had this accident). I hope it was a lesson learned for her.