curiouser and curiouser...

In a Wonderland kind of way, our kids are crazy.

Case in point:

Elliot: Simon, do you want to play Uncle Bridge?
Simon: Yeah.

Elliot and Simon (while running around the kitchen table): Uncle Bridge!! Uncle Bridge!!

Elliot: Simon, who is Uncle Bridge?

Post-Halloweeeeeen Post Post-Five (AKA Six)

Finally, Halloween Night arrives and the Ashton men head out for some real, honest-to-goodness door-to-door trick-or-treating. Simon lost a boot, but we got it back. He wore his orange rain coat over his pirate costume so most people thought he was a pumpkin. Elliot went with his friend Tate, who was dressed up like Jack Sparrow. Elliot's pumpkin bag was literally overflowing by the time we finished our townhouse complex. Our house only saw thirty seven kids this year. Great weather though.

Post-Halloweeeeeen Post Post-Four (AKA Five)

Elliot's preschool Halloween party, which mom volunteered to help with, which meant Simon had a chance to attend the party as well, which meant great fun for all!

Post-Halloweeeeeen Post Post-Three (AKA Four)

Here we are, us Ashton men, working on our Halloween crafts.

For the pumpkins, Elliot designed the faces and Mom and Dad did the carvin'.

Dad only cut himself fairly severely once this year. Mom is thinking of buying a plastic knife for Dad, corked-fork to follow.

Please note - Roughrider shirt on Elliot, as Oct 30 was the day Saskatchewan defeated the Toronto Argos to take home advantage for the... oh sorry, you stopped paying attention didn't you. More pictures you say? Alright...

Post-Halloweeeeeen Post Post-Two (AKA Three)

Simon Arrrrrrrie Ashton and his dad, Captain Yellowbeard after a long and treacherous journey.

Back to the great and proud Ship Dodgecaravan to head for home with our many treasures!

Post-Halloweeeeeen Post Post-One (AKA Two)

Arrrrr, we saw some scary sights on our journey through the dark waters of 176 and 176A St, but we wernt afraid. Nah, we kept on treckin from business to business repeatin our pirate words "trickortreat" - wait for candy to hit bottom of bag - "thankyou".

Arrrr....

Post-Halloweeeeeen Post One

Yo-ho-ho and bottle of rootbeer, those scally-wag Ashtons have hit the high-waters again, sailing fearlessly into the depths of downtown Cloverdale where they will pillage and pillage some more until their treasure sacks are overflowing with sweets and chocolate bars!! Led by the not-quite-as-smart-as-a-bag-of-hammers Captain Yellowbeard and his pirate princess, the great and proud Ship Dodgecaravan met dry land at the Surrey Museum.

My other son...

Might I be able to introduce you to my other son? His name is Pocoyo. Energetic, mostly well-behaved and always entertaining. I'm not sure which side he takes after, though he reminds me a bit of Clayton when he was much much younger.