Sunday, November 2, 2014

Halloween in the Wood

It is here...deer season. Rett left town Friday morning. The boys and I headed to Edgewood for my sister-in-laws baby shower. At this moment 3 of my sisters-in-law are pregnant. That would be all of them. Makes me tired just thinking about it. Anyway, this is how we tell people where Edgewood is - 'You know Canton? It is like 10 minutes from there.' Everyone knows about Canton. Rett dragged me there one time. We were engaged and I was young and stupid. It is a flee market. On steroids. Times 10. You couldn't pay me to go back. Also, it is supposed to be a 4 hour drive from Houston. It took us 6 hours. I don't even want to talk about it. As a person who was raised in the country I can appreciate the slow pace. Sometimes while driving in Houston I find myself wanting to just go to the country where I don't feel rushed every time I'm in the car. Well, while in the country I found myself wanted to ram into the slow drivers that wouldn't let me pass because my kids were sleeping and I was determined to make it all the way home without stopping and without Ben yelling at me. So, what I really want is for everyone around me to do exactly what I want at the moment to make my life easier. Just saying... 
It was quiet until around Huntsville.
He is actually a very good car rider. He will entertain himself for hours...or just sleep.
While in Edgewood it was Halloween. I grew up not really celebrating this particular holiday. We were allowed to dress up for school holidays but no trick or treating. My town had no fall festivals or trunk or treats. At least that is what my mom told me. Now that I'm a parent and know how this all works I'm thinking she might have been lying to me...Anyway, on Halloween night we would drive to Houston (about an hour away) and go to a Christmas store. We would each pick out an ornament and drive home. I'm still not sure how I feel about Halloween but Jake somehow heard about trick or treating. I figured we could try the streets of Edgewood. Yes, Jake and I had our first trick or treating experiences together. We ran into a girl that told us they were handing out candy at the high school. Inside. Sounded good to me cause I might as well have been walking in an igloo out there. Jake's mind was blown when I told him that this was his dad's school. Their school color is purple. When Jake saw it he said 'Dad couldn't have gone here because this is a school for girls.' We compare our little 2A schools like the winner is going to get a million dollars. Mine dominates his in all categories and now our son is on my side. It helps that my school colors were maroon and white like the Aggies. And our fight song was to the tune of the Aggie war hymn. Anyway, we got some serious candy and I might have eaten some on the drive home to Houston while the boys slept...just the ones I knew Jake wouldn't like...
Jake has a mile race next week and wanted to train on Saturday morning. Remember when I was in an igloo Friday night? Well, I was still there Saturday morning. We ran a seriously cold mile in a big pothole with a side of concrete. Also, I can't take a serious selfie. I can barely say the word selfie with a straight face. It is just awkward but Jake wanted to take a picture for dad. You should have seen the selfie I sent Rett after running 8 miles last week...

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