On Saturday, I attended my third Waldorf Halloween party. I opted not to wear my costume. I only have interest in the saw and the hammer that came with it. Sometimes I will briefly wear my hardhat.
It was, without a doubt, the best Halloween party yet.
Shortly after we arrived, we went on the hayride (or the hay baler ride, as I call it). I kept everyone laughing for the duration of the ride.
At the party, I ate one piece of carrot cake and two apples. yum.
I spent much of the party enjoying the spectacle of the dunking booth. I also square danced with my dad and we ran about the farm.
In the first photo, you will see me in the barn jumping off a bale of hay. Nothing feels better than flying through the air.
In the second photo, you will see me visiting with a cute little girl. I am quite fond of girls these days (or grils, as I call them). The girls seem to like me too. The girls know I am quite sensitive and not just all about tractors and trucks. I can bake and cuddle with the best of them!
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