With a little help from her abuela Rocky made a pretty cute little Ewok.
We had a bunch of Trick-or-Treaters, in fact, we had a lot more than we planned for. I guess I should have been warned when our first visitors arrived at about 2:45, as soon as school got out. When it started to look like it would run out Brandon dug through the cupboards and found a bunch of Mexican candy that was left over from his class last year. The well-behaved little Asian kids, or the ones that held out their cute little bags in a sweet way were all given the good candy, but anyone who was over twelve or acted in a greedy way was awarded a chili-pepper with mango sucker. We thought about taking Rocky around to gather up more to give out, but it sounded like too much work.
My pumpkin was carved, but Brandon's study schedule didn't leave time for his. He said that he would rather eat it anyway. I was pretty excited because Jill helped me to make my own design instead of copying one off the internet like I usually do. I'm sure that if I would have used someone else's pattern that it would have looked more perfect, but I feel really proud of this one.
It reminds me of when I used to work at the elementary school. All of the kids would be working on the same type of project and everyone would do something different. It was interesting how each kid would take ownership and pride whatever it was that they had made no matter how imperfect. It's funny that we feel allegiance to the things that we make.
Like babies. Every mom thinks that her kid is beautiful right? But, in my case, it just so happens to be true.
By the way, any trick-or-treater that complimented the skull pumpkin was given good candy, no matter what the age.