It was dark this morning when I went to Panera. So dark I thought I must have set my alarm for five instead of six. Nope. Come Sunday it might be light at that hour but not for long. So, I'm now sitting in the tire shop getting snow tires for the car.
But we're home. One week now, and my body is slowly returning to normal. I even ate some candy corn yesterday. Too much, and it made my mouth sore. But what a treat. And that means it's trick or treat day. Every 5-year-old's favorite day of the year. And every grandparent's too!
We keep buying candy in the expectation that someone will venture back to our house. Or maybe knowing that no one will, and we just want to indulge ourselves.
No trick or treating for Thomas, John and Luisa. They're actually in France visiting friends from Brazil. Now how many people can say that? Anyway, I learned a new phrase: half-term. That's the mid-semester break that the boys - and the rest of England - were on this week. So, Joe took them for a road trip - to Stonehenge, to castles, to their future university (Oxford) and other points. We went with them too, at least vicariously through the photos.
All this after spending a day with Daniel last weekend who has touched down in London for a few months. One day, we'll meet up with Daniel in this country, not just India and England.
No trick or treating for Annie and Sankar, but they did have plenty of sweets for Diwali. And they had some sad news as Sankar's grandmother passed away.
Lots of Halloween in DC for Simon. An extended, looooong lead-up. We saw him in his skeleton pjs, but he may also have a dinosaur costume. Big decisions for a five-year-old. He also moved up a lane for his swim lessons having figured out the backstroke and the breaststroke! In the midst of furloughs and Halloween, Margaret and Andrew have a contract on their house so that chapter may be nearing an end. Phew.
I think David and Paula may have the ideal neighborhood for Halloween. They might just as well back up a dump truck full of candy for the hundreds of scary kids knocking on their door. David has been busy doing some consulting for his old firm.
Andrew and Lur wouldn't take my call last week. They were busy unloading their car at Green Lake. They went up for the weekend at Ripon, football and soccer and Claire joining them for the day!
Guess who came to lunch? Lyn Bidwell and her husband Jack who started dating in Indian Hill high school. They had driven east to Boston and stopped here on their way out and back. Did you know there's a Bidwell House in the Berkshires? Anyway, we reminisced and Lyn remembered her classmate, Peter!
One more guess. Who's that little boy running in the photo below? It's Theo, all grown up, training for the NYC marathon.
We've settled back in our routines, happily. We've met with the students we tutor, returned to French conversation and hiking groups, started back up with history committees and of course resumed swimming. The last six weeks were kind of a blur, but we're at the other end and hope for good test results come December.
Happy Halloween everyone. Love from up here.
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