The air is filled with excitement as youngest is busy emptying the entire contents of her drawers over her bedroom floor as she rifles through clothes to find just the right outfit for the school’s Halloween party. The air is heavily scented with the smell of nail varnish and hairspray as eldest and a friend transform themselves into beauty queens for the high school’s Halloween dance, catching the bus at the very last moment.
Hours later they come bursting through the door, giggling and chatting.
The next day I wave two tired and groggy teenagers off to school.
I drop youngest off at her school gate, she is full of beans, complete with cow girl outfit, smiling and giggling as she makes her way along the path.
Hours later I collect a shattered white faced tired little soul, heavy bags, complete with apples and party decorations, dragging at her heels. The cowgirl outfit just won’t do for the evening’s guising, and now nothing seems quite right, of course to suggest that she may be just a tad tired is met with a gruff response, so I tenderly try and make helpful suggestions for another outfit, each suggestion being met with more and more tired and frustrated responses. In the end I back off, and it works as several hours later the most beautiful little cat purrs down the stairs, with a big smile. Eldest did a fantastic job of the cat make up. The door goes and two more little cats arrive, and the three of them stand in an excited row as bags of goodies are distributed and a final photo taken before they head off together to the village for a few hours guising.
Until next time.....