Halloween Flair, Halloween Scare
Wednesday, November 2, 2011 at 3:51PM Each October 31st our church has a Fall Fun Festival; the kids dress up and go around to carnival-like activities, collect candy and toys, bounce their brains out in bounce houses, go through a maze, eat popcorn, and participate in a cake walk. I decided to get pictures before this event, rather than after (when their hair is disheveled, their faces are green from eating icing [from the food coloring, not because they ate too much], and costumes have unraveled).
See if you can figure out our theme...
No? Well, that's because there wasn't one. Eliana was going to be a chocolate chip cookie, but making her into a ballerina proved much less challenging.
Let her spin...
And she is happy, so she was just fine that the first costume didn't work out.
I mean, who ever heard of a twirling cookie?
As far as I know, cookies also don't get to wear sparkly shoes. There are a lot of advantages to being a ballerina. At least for Halloween.
Christian had his heart set on being a ninja. Mike scored a costume at Target no less than 24 hours before we needed it for the Festival.
This is a good thing, because you don't want to get on the bad side of a ninja.
Happy ninjas are definitely preferable to disgruntled ones.
Michaela and I had trouble deciding on what she should be for the evening. Some suggestions were a baseball player, an angry bird, or a glass of milk to go along with Eliana. We finally decided on something that we thought was clever; once we arrived, though, several people thought that she wasn't dressed up for Halloween at all.
Can you guess who she was?
Nancy Drew, of course! One of the moms there said,"Did she not want to dress up this year?" I said,"She is dressed up! She's Nancy Drew!" The mom said,"Ohhh! Yes! I thought to myself when I saw her that she looked like a girl from 1959!" I thought that was funny.
Mike had asked me to bring over his baseball cap since he was wearing his Rangers jersey; he told me to put on one of our Kinsler jerseys, too. Once I decided to do that, I was all in. I looked up what Ian Kinsler wears with his white jersey and discovered to my great delight that it is the bright blue socks...just like the ones Christian wore when he played soccer several years ago. I found a hat and squeezed into my white pants and...
Voila! What you can't see well in the photo is my blue Mary Jane Crocs. I'm pretty sure he doesn't wear Crocs with his uniform, but they looked a lot better than my white running sneakers. I thought it was pretty funny, especially for being free.
We all had a good time at the Fall Fun Festival, and after they kicked everyone out, a small group went trick-or-treating in the neighborhood. We rounded a few blocks and then took our loot home. Everyone got cleaned up, and I put Eliana to bed. Around 9pm Christian was reading and Michaela asked to sew; I got on the computer to write a blog post, Mike was reading, and it was a very quiet, peaceful evening in our living room.
Suddenly I heard this small scream and a gasp behind me. Michaela was sewing at a little table that was set up in between the living room and the dining room. I jumped up from my seat and turned around. She was standing bent over, holding the fingers of her left hand with her right hand. I was behind her and Mike came over so that he was in front of her. From where I was I could see thread coming from her thumb and it had just started to bleed. She was shaking and whimpering. From where Mike was he could see what had happened. I thought she had stitched through her thumb, but she had actually run her thumb up under the needle, jerked her hand back when it was punctured, and broken the needle off in her thumb.
Does this sound familiar?
Mike cut the thread so that she was not attached to the machine any longer, and took her over to the table. He removed the thread from her thumb first, and it slid out very easily. Then he slowly, gently pulled the needle tip out (she says she didn't even feel all of this...her thumb was numb. She was so very brave.). What we weren't sure of is whether or not there was a small piece of metal still in there. He took her to the ER and was there for a total of FIVE HOURS only to find out that they could not do anything for her, but she needed to go to a hand specialist.
Just for the record, I think this is strange...don't they take bullets and other metal objects out of people?!
At any rate, she came home with a splint and a prescription for pain reliever. She got to go to McDonald's at 4am. Too bad she's not a huge fan.
And that was the gruesome ending to our otherwise tame Halloween night. I told her that I know she wants to be like me, but there are better ways to do that.
Reader Comments (5)
Oh my! Glad Michaela is ok! And we love the costumes!
Oh no! A midnight ER run is never fun! But I'm glad you guys had a great Halloween, and the costumes were great!
Well, at least she picked the appropriate holiday for gore.
I LOVE her costume. :)
What did the hand specialist say? Did I miss something? Couldn't they just take an xray? Very strange.
I love the Nancy Drew. Very subtle, but perfect for your little bookworm!
Oh, poor girl. She is very brave...like her Mama!
Praise God she is O.K.!!