We went to a party on Sunday, there was face painting
Malachai wanted to be a skull
Eshiva wanted to be a tiger, but apparently the clown could only do butterflys on girls. Every girl walked away with almost the same thing. Fucker. She told E she was a tiger-butterfly. She also gave her a stupid heart balloon on a “stem” as her shape balloon instead of a sword like she freaking asked for. Dorian got her a sword.
Dorian did not get his face painted.
Then we went pumpkin shopping!
Can you see those nasty mold coloured ones? Yah, they are fine, that is their colour. Ew. I didn’t even want to touch them. They just looked sickly, like they would burst at the slightest touch.
We wound up with two large orange ones for carving, a slightly smaller one for carving, a tiny one for me, a mediumish white one for Michael to tattoo, and a handful of weird star squash for me to put on our table as a centerpiece. Oh, and a pumpkin for Dorian for school.
