It snowed yesterday, which was a cue that fall is about to slip into winter, and I haven’t shared fall updates in awhile. Highlights include Halloween and a visit from Grandoug Einstein and Mama Zombie; college applications dropped in the metaphorical mail box; I became a professional photographer; Kyiven signing the largest Bank loan ever; Clara and a dozen red roses; Finnittowinit and the Spot for Space; and reaching the extraordinary milestone of ten years of Roshan. Lowlights included the closing the U.S. Embassy in Kyiv and the election of Donald Trump as our next president.
Halloween was a spectacular orange and green spectacle, and I that’s all the Charleston Chew I can bite off for this first update. I love our block. We are chock a…block full of young families, which makes it fun for children of all ages, especially my parents. Check out Grandoug’s new Einstein look. Poppy showed up predictably unpredictable: He wore a green beret, spoke in something between an Irish and Indian accent, and sported a tight, bright yellow polo with a Redskins logo. When Clara pointed out that was perhaps not kosher, Poppy replied, “Yes, isn’t it wonderful?” In some kind of bad accent.
Finn declined to dress up but didn’t fully decline to knock on at least one door, the Donnellan’s, with his buddies—two of whom made a full-on effort to embrace the costume, Eli as an alien and Carter as a turkey. They scared the dog but I think the little kids mostly laughed at them.
Clara didn’t dress up, and Tatum went with Aiden as part of a video game couple but I couldn’t tell they were in costume. I know it was a priority, however, because college applications briefly took a backseat to the front seat drives (multiple) to the thrift store. Clara didn’t embrace a character but Mary was impressive as the lead druggie/chemist in Breaking Bad.
Even Kevin got into the spirit, as it were, with his colleagues in Kyiv. He said they decided to celebrate this uniquely American holiday because any distraction helps.
They were enthralled by Georgetown in all its glory afterwards, thanks to Sheila driving while I kept the candy machine going at home. Clara was a bit shocked by Palestine protestors seeming to drip blood, but loved seeing the world get wacky.
How they’ve grown.
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