That's what the elves at Santa's workshop call Christmas. The big show.
I feel like I've run a marathon. I've never run one actually, but I'm sure that my feelings of exhaustion, sore muscles, aching back, hot glue burns and bloating from candy overload are all similar to the post-marathon feelings. I could be wrong.
Here's how our Halloween shaped up!
This is our most popular tombstone. One lady made it her facebook profile picture last year. We Illinoisans have a sense of humor.
I like this one.
This one makes me laugh.
See that witch? I carved that. I rock.
The cemetery fence was a great addition this year.
The fog was a great effect. Please don't tell my husband though, his ego is large enough.
Jonathan helped put the suckers in the fraidy-cat pumpkin before trick-or-treating.
And Henry got a head.
It took a couple of hours to put it all up and about 15 minutes to take it all down. People loved the display! I need a nap.
Tomorrow, I'm starting the 24 Days of Thanksgiving. Yes, I just finished a series of blog posts and am exhausted and I'm starting again tomorrow and I sometimes have run-on sentences. I'll see you tomorrow!