Storytime- Halloween

We are reading:

What Is Halloween?

book jacket The Costume Copycat

A Halloween Mask for Monster

The Great Halloween Treat

We are singing:

Five Little Pumpkins

Five little pumpkins sitting on a gate,

The first one said, “Oh my!  It’s late!”

The second one said, “There are witches in the air!”

The third one said, “But we don’t care!”

The fourth one said, “Let’s run and run and run!”

The fifth one said, “This is Halloween fun!”

Then WOOSH went the wind and OUT went the lights, 

And five little pumpkins rolled out of sight.

We are making:       

Pumpkin Books!    pumpkin book inside

Cut out two pumpkin shapes from orange construction paper.  Add a brown stem and leaves to one pumpkin.  Staple the pumpkins together on the left side, then glue pumpkin seeds and orange yarn to the bottom pumpkin.  You can even make a jack-o-lantern face on the top pumpkin!

Some tips for you:

Keep your kids safe this Halloween!

  • Help your young child pick out or make a costume that is safe.
  • Serve your kids a filling meal before trick-or-treating and they won’t be tempted to eat treats before you get home.
  • Make sure your costume props don’t have sharp edges.
  • Show your children how to cross a street properly.

Happy Reading!


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Five Friday Favorites

1.  Salted Caramel Mocha creamer

Why does it have to be a seasonal flavor???

2. The One & Only by Emily Giffin

Chick Lit, centered around football.  My new favorite book!

3.  This scarf

free crochet braided scarf pattern

I’m promising myself I can make it when I finish Emma’s Anna Cape.  Because the cape is going to be super cute, but right now it’s boring boring boring.  Thinking about making this cute scarf will get me through.

4.  This picture of Aaron Rodgers

he is the cutest... Aaron Rodgers 10/2/2014

It’s the wallpaper on my phone.  :-)

5.  Audio Books

The kids and I are starting Harry Potter from the beginning- listening to it in the car.  I’m so excited for them to experience it!

What’s your favorite this Friday?

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She would have been 77 today. Remembering her with love.


You can see it in their eyes,
In tender hugs and long good-byes,
a love that only moms and daughters know.
You can see it in their smiles,
through passing years and changing styles,
a friendship that continually seems to grow.
You can see it in their lives,
the joy each one of them derives,
in just knowing that the other one is there…
To care and to understand,
lend an ear or hold a hand,
and celebrate the memories they share.
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A year of firsts

Two 19ths have passed since my mom passed away.  I made it through the 19th of September with a few tears.  I didn’t even realize it was the 19th of October until late in the day.  That’s progress.  She’s been gone two months.

However, Thursday is the 23rd.  I know, not the 19th.  But on October 23rd, Mom would have been 77 years old.  It’s not going to be an easy day.  My dad is already anticipating it- I’m looking forward to being done with it.  

The entire year after Mom’s passing is going to be full of firsts.  Her first birthday without her.  No buying her cards, no hand made gifts.  First Thanksgiving without her, making her stuffing without calling her while I’m making it to discuss the process.  First Christmas without her, no more phone calls asking how her progress on her Angel tree is coming.  No more contest to see who sees the first robin in the Spring.  No one to send me a St. Patrick’s day card.  No malted milk cake on my birthday.  The first Mother’s Day without my mother.  So many firsts.

Things had been rough for Mom in the last couple of years.  She hadn’t done an Angel tree for a couple years.  Since we moved to Wisconsin I haven’t had a malted milk cake. Last year I made an early Thanksgiving dinner for Mom and Dad–and froze extra meals that would be easier for her to heat later.  I find myself, though, mourning the mom that was vibrant, the one I grew up with.  I mourn the woman who decorated her Christmas trees impeccably.  I mourn the woman who made the best stuffing ever.  I mourn the woman who would count her birthday and Mother’s Day cards.  

I’m getting tired of mourning.

I’ll get through it, though, just like I’ve gotten through the past two months since she passed.  All the firsts will pass, and I will survive.  And instead of doing things with her, I’ll be doing things to honor her.  Her stuffing recipe will be on the table on Thanksgiving.  A selection of her Angels will be on my tree.

And I’ll probably make my own malted milk cake.  And smile while I remember her.

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