Well, I have been voyeristically (is that a word and did I spell it right??) hanging around this site for quite some time now, a few people have added me to their buddy lists and I have added a few, but no one really knows much about me here and I feel like I know all of you much better than that so thought I would share with you some of me. I am a step grandma to two teenage boys and a Nonni to a two year old and another soon to be born baby boy….yikes….gotta make another rocking horse!! My daughter lives in Las Vegas with her two step sons, babies and husband who I visit as often as possible. When I go on these little adventures I usually write to my friends and family all about it. I had my last visit on Halloween and below is a copy of the letter I sent to everyone.
I made another trip to Las Vegas to visit little Jordan. I saw Jen and Jordan a week before his birthday at a wedding so I decided to wait until Halloween to visit. Jordan was a giraffe…..yes…..a giraffe, what ever happened to scary Halloween?
I think the best part was putting the costume on him. It was only about 80 degrees and the kid never wears clothes so when Jen and Mickey decided it was time to put on the costume…well…I don’t know, how would you feel? Then of course we have to go to the restaurant and show him off to everyone. The hood to the costume is the head of the giraffe and since Jordan wouldn’t put that on at first, sitting in his car seat with the giraffe head next to his face was kind of scary. Once we got to the restaurant and people were ohhhhing and ahhhhing Jordan started to like the costume a little more. I think he even got some candy there, but the connection between the costume and getting candy had not come full circle yet.
We then went back home and started walking the neighborhood. They live in a large neighborhood but I think only every fourth house or so actually had decorations and even at that, if you went to the door only about half of those answered. The first couple of houses didn’t answer and I think Jordan was really wondering why we were going door to door and he had to be dressed in this thing that he wasn’t even sure he liked and carry this ridiculous pumpkin head around with him! Well, that all changed at house #3….not only did they give him candy….they gave him LOTS of candy. Not many trick or treaters they said, so they gave him lots, as did every house after that, oh and let’s not forget how they squealed about how adorable he was. All of a sudden Jordan embraced his giraffe and started running from house to house. He even came up with a somewhat understandable tic or teet….but do you think the kid can say Nonni yet??
Mickey took him to most of the doors, then Joey took over for a while, I wanted to take him to at least one, but by this time he pretty much knew the drill. Go to the door, wait for them to answer, look adorable and the minute they get down to your level and you can reach that bowl of candy, start grabbing. Wouldn’t you know it, the house I take him to, the lady is so excited she sits down on the floor so she can get a better look. What does Jordan do…sits down right in front of her, puts his pumpkin head down and smiles and starts loading up. I was slightly embarrassed…so I said “okay Jordan, let’s go bye bye, say thank you”. He thanked her alright, stands up, makes one more grab for the bowl and trots away. They kept referring to me as his mommy and I wanted to make sure they knew I did NOT teach him his manners, so as we walked away I said, “okay Jordan, let’s go see mommy and daddy”. I know parents are older these days but come on….
Jordan was pretty tired at this point so he still wanted to tic or teet, but he wanted to be carried. That lasted about one more house and then we decided it was enough.
The next morning Jordan woke me up with pumpkin head in hand saying “bye bye?” Jeeze….it’s only once a year kid, not everyday!!
I know this isn’t about woodworking, but it’s about the other loves of my life….family, so hopefully this will help you all get to know me better. I have a bit of a dry sence of humor, which is the tone in which this letter was written (I just realized if you don’t know me, you might not understand my humor here). I am in the process of getting my garage cleaned up and will be posting some actual wood working soon.