Halloween always makes me feel like a unimaginative moron and a candy miser. I always vow to do better next year. Then next year rolls around and and I’m like “Ok, we have a witch, a mermaid and a gypsy all still wearable from previous years’ Oct 30 costume grab at Wal-Mart.” Lily never seems to mind because, really, you don’t get any more candy for a good costume just coolness points. And, when you are nine, the point is the candy. The coolness point concept is starting to emerge, though, sort of fuzzy and unpredictable.
We went to the Halloween Carnival at Sweetwater School. Lily found throwing the football through the tire a little challenging but she launched a roll of toilet paper perfectly into the toilet bowl from eight feet. The Fuchs family members have always been adept at hitting the toilet. Well all but Jacob. He just never mastered hitting that cheerio floating in the center of the toilet bowl. If we could have gotten a tire in there, maybe. Now that he is living in a hostel in Taos with a number of other guests and hostel workers, we can only wonder about the comments he gets from those in line for the bathroom after him. Maybe he mostly uses the hostel garden? Maybe he has just been told to use the hostel garden until his aim improves (which is likely the colder it gets up there). We can only speculate and hope that Jake will post some hostel-living tidbits at his blog. Jake, “Home Sweet Hostel” would be a great post. You’d get lots of readers interested in what this alternative lifestyle is about.