Happy Halloween!

May your tricks be funny and your treats be plenty.  

Happy Halloween from the Bean!!!!

A look back at my little pumpkin

Hello Halloween Kitty

Hubz asked Bean what she wanted him to carve on her pumpkin. Her first response was "scary monster."  Hubz was excited by this.

He had me go online to find scary monster pumpkin patterns. Everything I showed Bean was "too scar-eee".

I kept scrolling through a website clicking on "next", "next", "next" when up pops a Hello Kitty pattern.

You would have thought The Great Pumpkin showed up at our house.

"Hello Kitteeee! Hello Kitteeee!!! Mommy, I want a Hello Kitteee plumpkin!!!"

Hubz moaned and groaned. "What happened to scary monsters, Bean? Hello Kitty isn't scary or cool."

"I wanna Hello Kitteee one, Daddy."

Pumpkin matching game

I found this pumpkin matching game printable at Little Gene Grean Bean and used it to make Bean a matching game.

This printable allows you to create your own pumpkins so I spent a lunch hour drawing and coloring. It was pretty fun. I think the faces turned out really cute.

I did not have any chipboard pieces or a laminating machine so I decided to use playing cards. I traced the playing card onto some scrapbook paper and cut them out.

Then I "snailed" and mod podged the scrapbook paper and the cut out pumpkin shapes onto the cards. They would be better if I could get them laminated. In lieu of a laminator, I might just apply some packing tape all around them. It's not high class craftiness but it'll do.

Bean loves playing with her "punkin cards". She's able to match them up quite well.

 

 

 

Halloween Beanism

I have a craft project or two to share with you all but my camera is not cooperating with me. Hopefully, I'll get them posted later tonight.

I wanted to share a funny Halloween "Bean-ism" with you all. This morning on the way to preschool, I tried to teach Bean the old "smell my feet" trick-or-treat song we used to sing as kids. Bean wasn't going for it.

Me: Okay, repeat after me. "Trick or treat."

Bean: Trick or tweet.

Me: "Smell my feet."

Bean: ...Smell my feet.

Me: "Give me something good to eat."

Bean: Give me someting good to eat.

(Pause)

Bean: People don't smell my feet. Ugh!

Me: Bean, that's just a little sing-songy thing you say at Halloween.

Bean: 'Dem people don't smell my feet.


Okay, fine. You got me. I guess it is weird telling people to smell your feet and then wanting them to give you candy. I'll just let everyone know right now...no one has to smell my feet in order to give me candy. I'm candy easy.

Wordless Wednesday - Secret giggles

Water table turned sand box

A few months ago I posted here about making a water table for Bean. We have now converted the water table into a sand box. The directions aren't too complicated.

Here they are:

Step 1 - remove water.

Step 2 - pour in sand.

Voila! You now have a DIY sand box where your toddler can enjoy hours of fun. Okay, at least it will give you a few minutes worth of play.

Please take no notice of my half-painted bench.  I accidentally let the paint dry out.

Our fall porchscape

I wanted to share some pictures of our fall porch-scape. Bean's preschool held a mum sale and this has to be one of the biggest mums I've seen. I can't wait for it to fully bloom. I threw in a pepper plant for some seasonal color.

I found this printable at The Diary of Dave's Wife and made a broom parking sign to go in the mum. Here's how I put my sign together.

I took a piece of a cutup drink carton and coated it with Mod Podge.

While the Mod Podge was still a little tacky, Bean and I sprinkled glitter all over the sign.

Glitter makes everything better.

Once it was all dry, I attached a dowel rod to the back with some tape.  Then we placed it loosely inside the mum and moved the pumpkin up for a little bit of company for the sign.  Of course, then we had to add a couple of brooms so all the witches would know exactly where to park.

Our trip to Southern Belle Farm

It's pumpkin patch time again and this year we decided to visit Southern Belle Farm. A CafeMom friend of mine recently went there with her son on a field trip and shared pictures on Facebook of their day at the farm. I was sold as soon as I saw her pictures of the "cow train".

We went on a weekend day and had to stand in a long line just to get in. I was told that line was the first one they had had all season. I guess everyone was in the pumpkin patch mood.

Waiting in line is no fun...

 

Not even when you have a super cute pumpkin hair clippie to show off.

Once we got through the line, the first thing Bean went for was the cow train.  Mommy drew the short straw happily said she'd ride with Bean while Daddy took the pictures.

You see the look on my face don't you?  I was thinking..."time to get better straws".

 

Bean got to slide down a huge rubber tube slide.  There are no pictures of this because I was so startled at how fast she came rocketing down this slide.  Bean just squealed and laughed but all I kept thinking was "head trauma, emergency room, head trauma, emergency room".  I'm not exaggerating when I say it was fast.  But the kid kept wanting to "dood it again".

Then we took a hayride around the corn maze.  Bean thought the hay tasted good.  Yep.  Gross.  This led to a conversation about the non-nutritional value of hay.  I'm not sure she understood but there was no more hay snacking. 

After the hayride, it was time to ride a pony.

We decided to stroll over and visit the animals.  The tranquility of the day was marred with a reminder that there is true evil in the world.

Thank goodness we found the "jumpin pilla" to bring joy and sunshine back to our lives.

The day turned out to be very hot.  It's not supposed to be that hot in October but I guess Mother Nature didn't get that memo.  So after all the ridin', slidin', and jumpin', Mommy and Daddy were tired, cranky and hot.  We decided it was time to start the hunt for our perfect pumpkin and start winding this day down.

Bean looked high and low, this way and that, under the vines and down this row and up.  She was a searcher.

 

She finally pointed and that was it.

Our little southern belle definitely enjoyed her day at the pumpkin patch.