The Nutty Block

YAY!!!  We survived October!!!  And not a werewolf or vampire in sight.  anymore.  

When I got off work yesterday, Leon really wanted a friend to come over and play, so we walked to a friends house only a block away.  That friend didn't want to so there was wailing and gnashing of teeth the whole walk back to the house.  

I sent a quick note to another of his friend's mom down the other block and she said her boy would LOVE to come play!  And he surely did.  Leon and I walked down to get him. 

The boys had a blast, playing in the Eagle's nest also known as the clubhouse, under the big ol' pine tree that is kind of a club house.  I'm not sure who had been in there last, probably some neighbor boys, but Leon and B kept bringing out empty glass jars.  Juice, salad dressing, jelly...  

Just what had been going on in there??! 

B has a peanut allergy so I had made a pinky swear to his mom that I wouldn't feed him anything and I put the Epi-pen in a quick to grab spot.  Well I found B eating candy.  "WHERE did you get that??!!! LEON!"  B had brought it from home.  

Well, ok then.

So Leon didn't want to be left without candy, so he ran inside and tried to sneak his candy bucket out to the club house.  Of course I caught him and made him promise NOT to give B anything.  

I MEAN IT!

As I'm dumping the carved rotting pumpkins into the recycler bin, Leon calls out, "GRANDMA!!!  Is B allowed to eat Reese's Peanut Butter cups?"

"DON'T GIVE HIM ANY CANDY!!!!"

"and for crying out loud, there are Peanuts in the name of the thing! So NO!"

I really don't want to be stabbing B in the leg with an Epi pen...

Or running to the hospital...

They mostly were just looking.  Then they pulled berries off the trees and smushed them on the driveway to look like blood.

I pulled all the webbing down off the trees, with a little of their "help".  And was about to start hanging up the rope lights that we'd used in the wedding tents, but it was time to get B home.  

He and Leon rode Leon's trikes down, trying to ram each other off the sidewalk to pass.  Then "DON'T PARK THERE!  That's MY parking spot!"  So as his mom and I talked, the boys rode the trikes halfway back to our house, abandoned them and raced back to play under the tree and in the clubhouse. 

sigh.  I grabbed both trikes and after some "B, your mom is waiting for you"s, Leon walked B back and then walked home alone.  

He seems so grown up.

I have a feeling B is going to be a regular fixture at our house.  That is IF we kennel up the dogs whenever he's over...

What nutty boys we've got in our home and neck of the woods!