The Harvest Moon

Here he is, with food on his face, trying on an outfit that Auntie Julia bought for him in Vietnam last winter.  In size 4.  He will wear it Saturday to a special lakeside celebration of Tet Trung Thu, because when he is 4 it isn't going to fit anymore.  Well, it probably won't fit next month...

A Lion Dance, crafts, lantern processions, food and fun with some of our favourite people.  Mama can't wait...

We enjoyed a beautiful harvest moon tonight.  The little Manh celebrated in style with a dinner of takeout from the local Asian Restaurant followed by a walk in the moonlight to visit the donkeys with Uncle Matthew.

He rounded out the his moonlit stroll with "MUD", in his words, and in reality an apparently deep and very enjoyable puddle.  The car ride home from the farm was made in a diaper, a t-shirt and socks.  The only dry-ish items on hand (somehow he ended up strolling sockless-thankfully)...and the shirt was only dry from the armpits up.  But he had so much fun.  Here is the evidence...and note, the shoes were full of mud.  And he only has one pair...tomorrow should be interesting.

He was talking about "the MUD" during his very necessary bath, all through story time (where we read about construction vehicles...and mud) and he even shared his joy with froggy and kitty cat, his preferred stuffies, as he drifted off to sleep.


I'm going to join the sleep club now.  Right after I peek out at the moon and make a moonlit wish for a solid night of sleep-I'm heading to the farm with 101 first graders tomorrow.  Sleep would be good.