was an amazeballs kind of day. We had weekend plans that changed quickly so we were actually left with a rare open day. After Zach entertained 20 different ideas of fun things to do in about 20 minutes we decided on a fire in the firepit. It was a beautiful, if not slightly chilly, day but we prepared ourselves and headed out the 200 feet to the firepit.
I had a book that I simply couldn't put down so that came with, as did 2 blankets for me and many chairs, bikes and bears for the kids.
Have I mentioned I love living out here? I think I have, ok then.
How I roll in the great outdoors.
That said, his future on this particular day meant his first shot at trick-or-treating. On our way to my brother and sister-in-law's house I asked Tomas if he knew what trick-or-treating meant. After establishing that he didn't, I went on to explain that all he had to do was say "trick or treat" and strangers would give him candy. At first he thought it couldn't be true, that there had to be more to the story. I assured him there wasn't, that was literally all he had to do. Tomas then told me he really liked these crazy American traditions.
The 3 bigs