Obligatory shot of kid frolicking in leaves



What else? Oh yeah. When Angus plays baseball in the summer and comes home and takes off his uniform we often play a game we like to call 'Blood or Snack', as in "is that where you got popped in the nose, or is that red popsicle?" Today I went to my Mom's and they had made borscht and frozen it and she gave me some to take home, but I honestly don't know whether to eat it or use it as part of a Halloween costume:


Also, a shot of my favourite family Halloween costume this year: my friend Susanne, with her husband Paul and Doctor Mabel.


Comments

Nicole said…
Ew...the borsct...ewwwwww
October 30, 2012 at 9:25 AM
Amy said…
I want to know those people
October 30, 2012 at 6:59 PM
Marilyn (A Lot of Loves) said…
Eat the borscht. For me who never gets any because none of my family will eat beets. *sad face*
October 31, 2012 at 1:03 AM
Mary Lynn said…
I LOVE borscht.

And I love, love, love your friends' costumes. Though admittedly, when I look at them, I'm afraid to blink.
October 31, 2012 at 9:12 AM
Amber Strocel said…
Confession: I have never eaten borscht. I feel like I should try it, but whenever I have the opportunity something else always sounds better to me.
November 2, 2012 at 7:07 PM
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