I’m not sure what exactly this calendar is supposed to be read, but apparently it’s a countdown calendar to Halloween.
Think of it as an undecipherable Halloween advent calendar. Maybe I should make copies and sell them on Esty.
So yeah. We are on full countdown to Halloween here if you’re a six-years-old. If you’re closer to 60 years old then you just want Halloween to be at 4pm so you can go to bed after you eat all her chocolate.
Tonight, BW pulled out some Halloween sprinkles for dessert topping that she bought about a year ago at the discount store. Unbelievably, they are still not at their past due date - and probably won’t be until later this decade..because they are pure sugar.
The child lost her mind when she realized that we had pumpkin and cat and witch hat sprinkles. I had to take the wrapping off before I could hand them to her and I don’t think she has ever been so excited.
I wonder what it is with kids and sprinkles? You can take some crappy pastry or dounut or even store bought cake and toss some sprinkles on it and it’s the most delicious thing. Too sweet for me, but then I’m not six.
Earlier tonight I was greeted at the door with the I learned it on the bus song of the season:
Trick or Treat,
Smell my Feet…..
and … you know the rest, so I won’t rattle off the entirety of it - You’re smart - I am sure you get the idea.
I know it very well now and have have heard it more than once, except this year it comes with dance moves! (thanks a lot Taylor Swift) Some are to be expected - she pinches her nose for the “smell my feet” part of the rhyme.
For the rest of the actions I will let you use your imagination - especially the part where Robin lays an egg. Let’s just say we won’t be singing this at the dinner table.
So yeah, Bring it on Halloween - we’re ready - execpt for the singing. I don’t think I will ever be ready for the singing.
Counting down to the big day,
TH and Co.