As kids grow older and begin to find their fun outside of the family, it becomes harder to get into the old seasonal activities that meant so much when they were younger. Pumpkin picking and jack-0-lantern carving could easily fall off the radar once you don’t have little kids clamoring to go on a seasonal hayride. We used to love the autumn seasonal activities and, fortunately, there’s one thing in this family that will keep them from completely disappearing – Joe’s birthday!
When your husband celebrates his birthday on Halloween, the season takes on greater meaning, the fall colors glow a little more deeply, and even if all the neighbors have stopped putting up the blow-up Halloween decorations in their front yards, there’s still a purpose to pursue some of our seasonal activities, just on a different scale.
Therefore, on Saturday afternoon we had a little time before heading out to a grown-up dinner with friends (a new way to celebrate Halloween, without the kids). Joe proposed that we take a drive into the country in his little British motorcar and we went in pursuit of a pumpkin for carving, and a few colorful mums for seasonal color in front of the house.
And although the day was kind of gray, and the trees didn’t have the color we’ve grown to expect because of mysterious weather factors at which I can only guess, we found a couple of farms that gave us the seasonal color we sought. We found two perfect, colorful mums for the front step from a delicious display of color at one farm. And we found an excellent pumpkin waiting to be transformed.
Annie came home for the weekend to go to her boyfriend’s Halloween party. Before she left to return to school on Sunday, she and the boyfriend worked their magic on the pumpkin. I believe this is the first time she’s ever carved a pumpkin without a specific character theme in mind, but I like the friendly result of their collaboration.
The final seasonal bite of the weekend was Joe’s birthday. He’s such an Italian boy. When asked what he’d like for his birthday dinner, it wasn’t anything fancy or gourmet, he didn’t want to go to the latest trendy restaurant for dinner (oh, wait, that’s my choice!). Nope, he requested his favorite birthday dinner since he was a boy, ravioli and sausage.
Happy to comply and Happy Birthday Joe.