Countdown to My Birthday

It's November 3 already.  My birthday is in only 15 more days.  I'll be 47.  Actually, I don't have big plans yet.  In fact, my birthday happens to fall on  the last day of my Japanese class, so I'm going to go to that... because, well, I paid for it, and just my luck, if I skipped, that'd be the day we learned to the one thing that would be key to understanding and pronouncing Japanese.

I should also probably post a couple more Halloween pictures.  If you remember Mason, this year, decided not to go trick-or-treating. He wanted to stay home and be spooky, so his costume was a featureless mask and black robes:




I kind of think Mason looks like Dr. Doom's son, but hey, it's all good.  And it worked exactly as he hoped.  Shawn and I sat inside and could hear people coming on to our porch and gasping and giggling.  So, yay for Mason!  It was just the experience he hoped for, and, as far as I know, he did not make any toddler's cry.

Here one more of the pumpkins.  People on FB told me they looked like the Grinch and Cindy Lu Who:



Mason carved all his own pumpkins this year, too.  I think maybe this is another sign of growing up that no one quite prepared me for.  I mean, I knew about the staying home from trick-or-treating because I liked to do that too, but the whole: "no, I got this," with the pumpkin carving... well, that was a shocker.  And his turned out really well, too!