This was another busy weekend. I was sick with a cold and low fever from Friday night until Sunday morning. Joshua also has the head cold and Wren has the tail-end of the snuffles but is also cutting two molars and his gums look sore and red.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to lie low because there was lots of early rising and night waking from Wren (he has woken twice each night for the past 3 nights and then risen before 5.30am) because of his own discomfit. There was also Frost's soccer game (which was a lot of fun) and a homemade pizza. Frost has been playing quite a bit of goalie in the matches and his team chants "fearless Frost" at points because he has made some rather brave saves. This match he threw himself at a very hard kick from close up and caught it in his belly on the ground. He also deflected a hard ball coming in the air. He loves playing goalie but I wish he was getting more practice running and actually shooting at goal. When he is not goalie he is very defensive in his play, running back to protect the goal as soon as the ball changes direction, even if it means stranding a single player of his team with a chance at a goal.
Sunday, I felt much better. The kids and I went shopping for a few hours to catch up on days of consumer neglect. We bought filters for the furnace which is now on for the winter, some firestarters to help with burning our woodpile, Bakugon for Alex's gift, a few toys for the kids, pipe insulation, some Mums (a kind of daisy) for the window-box and even some bulbs for spring lilies.
In the late afternoon we went to the Party Supply store which is transformed into a Halloween costume and decoration store and bought many exciting skulls and skeletons to decorate the living room and porch. Frost has decided to be a cowboy for Halloween. As far as I can work out, this is so he can carry a cap-pistol as a prop.
When Wren woke up this morning his first words were "Haween Shop. VERY scary. BIG keletin - 'piders on it!" and "GO-sst!"
Frost woke up and loaded his cap gun before he had clothes on. I told him he had to be dressed to shoot caps in the gloomy dusting of rain.
He dressed with alacrity and shot about 16 shots - not enough to wake the neighbors but enough to get Wren excited to "want TURN!"
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