10.19.2009

A Cold, Dark And Rainy Week... But Halloween's Coming!

We bought Ruby a black suit for her Halloween costume, which she said was OK because President Uchtdorf wore a black suit at conference. (I'll have to take her word for it, since I don't remember.) She put it on the second we got home, and would've never taken it off if Woo hadn't made her, for fear that it would be demolished by the time Halloween came around. 

When their little friends the C--'s came over, we discovered that C-- is going to be Pocahontas. H-- is going to be a ghost. And B-- is undecided.
Ruby (an inch from his face): I have a good idea! B--, you can be President Monson, how about that!? 
B-- (edging away): I don't know who that is... 
Ruby: President Monson? He's a prophet! Do you want to be him for Halloween? 
I don't think she convinced him.

But she did convince Herbie to dress up as Sister Uchtdorf Friday afternoon. He donned a skirt and ran around calling himself Harriet.

I'm not sure that's what he'd really like to be for Halloween. Every time I ask him, he tells me something different. I may have to just make an executive decision.

At the moment his favorite character is probably Nicholas Bentley Stoningpot III from the book of the same name. When Woo read the title tonight, the kids broke out into laughter, and Herbie said, "What the heck kind of name is that?"

Every time Woo would read his full name, they would all laugh.

But Nicholas Bentley Stoningpot III would be a boring costume for Herbie. He'd wear a suit and tie like normal, and then a pair of glasses.

Moses has learned how to growl/roar (whatever you want to call it). Ruby and Herbie got out the stranger mask one day to play with, and started growling at each other. When Moses got his turn, he ran down the hall to Woo to try and scare him with his ferocious roar. Now he associates all masks with growling. 

Herbie got a new jacket with spider man on the back, and Moses really loves it. Whenever Herbie has it on, he'll scurry after him, his finger pointed out, roaring for all he's worth.

I thought that Moses was laughing and saying, "Ball!" while pointing at my belling, because it's gotten big and round, but now I think he's trying to say bellybutton..."Ba-Ba!"

Steven had the flu for most of the week and he's not quite over it. He's been very tired, achy, headaches, etc. It's been a little unnerving to be talking to him, and have him suddenly roll his eyes back and fall asleep.

He's discovered that his time management issues haven't suddenly gone away just because he's quit school, and he wishes that he had someone he could talk to to be a sounding board for all his ooTunes ideas. I don't understand enough about it or what people would like to be much help to him there.

I know I must have done something out of the ordinary this week, but I just can't think of anything. So that's all for now. Talk to you later!