Anyways, he ate his second supper of the night watching 'Paranorman' on Netflix, which he had never seen before.
Today was a big day. It was pumpkin carving day. We were putting together a special Halloween meal for his mother and Don.
The menu: Monster Burgers, Toxic Waste Mac and Cheese, The Bottom of the Garbage Can. We made spiders out of black olives and bloated ticks out of garlic stuffed green ones. We made deviled eggs into eye balls, and severed fingers out of hot dog halves. For desert, we made meringue ghosts and skull cookies.
This morning, we got up and hit the ground running. We had a shopping list for the grocery store. We had a deal. He had $10 to spend on decorations. I would pay for the table settings. He decided our first stop should be Goodwill, where we found a skull and a candle holder for the center of the table, a ghoul, a "Enter if you Dare" sign, a silicone skull ice cube tray, a black caldron for our toxic waste mac and cheese, and a serving platter for our hors d'oeurves (the aforementioned spiders, ticks, severed fingers and eyeballs).
Next stop was the Dollar Tree, where we got black napkins, paper plates (don't judge me), skeleton hand goblets, and tooth picks.
Then to Aldi's where we did our shopping for the meal.
Last stop, Walmart to get his soda choices. He still had two dollars in his decorating budget, and so he bought spiders for the table and eye balls for the drinks.
We spent the day in the kitchen, and he was pretty enthusiastic about the whole thing. His favorite part was setting the table. We finished up pretty much as his parents were walking in the door. Well...almost. We didn't get the faces put on the meringues, so they became 'ghost poop' instead.
It was a fun meal, and we had a good time doing the pumpkins.
"Eight more days until Halloween," he sighed as he headed out the door with his decorations and jack o' lanterns.
Made me smile. His mother was the same way.