Did you have a good Halloween? I spent mine in an MLitt class with a lot of poetry in it followed by some chasing around the county collecting and dropping off children.
The poetry has the potential to be very scary – or not. Just when I think I’ve got the measure of it and I might have a bit of a bash at it, someone says anapest and spondees. Or something.
I fear it may have to go into the same category as chess, marathon running and budgeting – something I know exists but I have no interest in getting involved with.
But back to the parenting. Much of the time mummy blogs and the like only serve to increase feelings of inadequacy casting piles of unwashed clothes and snot in an even more harsh light.
Then on Sunday afternoon, Super Sister was visiting – both of us on the run from wholesome hours alone with our offspring. Boy Two and I discovered that the Halloween tat was on offer in the supermarket and a moment’s googling furnished him with lots of Ideas.
Within hours, everyone had set aside rivalry, hormonal huffs and eye-rolling for an afternoon of eating donuts off strings, bobbing for apples and mutilating pumpkins.
And, get this. We even roasted the pumpkin seeds to create a delicious and nutritious snack.
No, we couldn’t believe it either.
Anyhow, please look at the photos and appreciate them for the pinnacle of parenthood they are and rest assured that ill-temper, chaos and missed deadlines are back. Mediocrity reigns again.
Previous attempts at Halloween parenting.