Timmy's "Free Magics"

Yesterday we were sitting at the kitchen table after cutting open the pumpkins we never carved for halloween, to harvest the seeds and bake them. While rinsing the seeds in the sink, Timmy came up to me holding a blue highlighter with his thumb and pointer finger and said, "I have Free (3) magics!"

I wasn't sure what this sentence meant. Yes, it was properly structured, subject, object, verb, all that grammar stuff; it just didn't make sense.

I began guessing: "Is that highlighter your magic wand?" ( we recently watched Cinderella for the first time, and she pulls the wand out of thin air with her thumb and pointer...)

"Not really."

Hmmm. "Is that marker ( I am completely baffled) um, [pause] magic?"
After hearing "magic" and "marker" in the same fragmented question, it clicks in my brain: Magic Marker!

Finally feeling intelligent again, I ask, "Do you have three magic markers?"

"Yup." He proceeds to pull 2 other markers from the plastic storage container holding my sweaters. (I just picked them up and traded them for all my short sleeves.)

Mystery solved.

Trick or Treat!

For Halloween this year, Timmy was Chicken Licken and Spencer was a puppy. Tim did not like wearing his costume and when we went to a party, he insisted on carrying his chicken around with him, but refused to put it on. He has a stubborn streak! Tim loved to flap his wings and show off his tail. When we went trick or treating, he was determined to wear his snow boots and mittens, and wasn't able to hold his loot bag. You can't see them here, but the boots are shown in another picture. Spencer was his usual easygoing self and after bundling him up, we hit the streets. He promptly fell asleep and began drooling like a proper puppy. Tim quickly learned that stopping at the houses without lights was a waste of time and he dictated which house to visit next. He passed by the houses that had scary-faced jack-o-lanterns.