A Poem of Fabulosity

Oh, the FABULOSITY of my life!

See this happy, smiling face of a high-school sophomore

Who only two hours before called his mother from the school,

Informing her that he had to have an edible representation of a cell

- due by third period.

See the kitchen which is now covered with cake, frosting and chocolate pudding,

Which represents the nucleus - of course.

See the happy, happy mother.

The FABULOSITY of my life!

Okay - a little girl is a lot more fun to dress up on Halloween then boys who just want to wear black robes, carry huge, medieval-looking weapons, and of course, paint plenty of blood dripping down their faces. Evie was a sweet, little Woodland Sprite, with no black, blood or instrument of death to be seen.Connor got to spend a little time with Evie before we went to the 4th grade class party

where he gave a 20-minute presentation to the class with his Tarantula. Really.

(The whole family gets to participate when mom is the room parent!)

Evie channeling her inner and outer girl.

She loved being surrounded by flowers and tulle.

Thank heavens for little girls!