Last week, on my “Lonesome Town” post, I received the following comment (truncated):
…Seattle is a particularly difficult place to find sincere friends. …take advantage of the groups and meet-ups, but don’t get sore if you find that not every mom and dad are welcoming you into their circle with open arms….it’s strange, but it’s just how lots of people are out here. This also makes it easy to find the treasured friends you really click with though, because you’ll both reach out to each other. In the meantime Seattle…well, the Puget Sound Area and Pacific North West in general have sooooooo many amazing places to visit and explore. Go out and adventure with your tots!…
And she makes a very good point. This is an amazing place to live. We have so many opportunities here, so many parks, beaches, lakes, farms and forests to explore. Henry is now nearly 6 months old – it’s time to stop using the “I have a new baby” excuse, and get out there, make the most of this beautiful part of the world…not to mention the friends and social groups that we have access to.
With that in mind, we actually just had a lovely, busy weekend!
On Saturday, Evie, Henry and I went to a Halloween party, hosted by one of my Meetup groups. I released my inner Martha Stewart (minus the fraud charges and all that…) and baked spooky cupcakes (green sponge, orange frosting – yum!) & red-tinted “chocolate goo”, and we all got dressed up for the occasion:
And yes, it was hard work getting ourselves out of the door by 10 am, and yes, baking and frosting Halloween-themed cupcakes at 10 o’clock on a Friday night might feel like a total pain in the arse, but….totally worth it! We had so much fun – Evie got to do pumpkin art and crafts, she played with all the other spooky kids, and she went trick-or-treating. Though, admittedly, she may not have been 100% into the latter.
It was such a fun morning – I got to chat with “moms” I’ve known since last November, some of whom haven’t seen my since Henry was just a big beachball belly – and the children all looked totally adorable, of course.
It’s the sort of thing that I don’t think we would ever have had the opportunity to be involved with, back in Brighton, and it was so much fun to see everyone get so into the spirit of the festivities!
On Sunday, we took advantage of a break in the clouds, and headed out to the local pumpkin patch. Because it looked like it was going to be a stormy afternoon, we just went with the one that was closest to home, rather than researching those with the best rides, the best corn mazes or the biggest, bestest pumpkins.
It worked out OK, though. Strange is it might sound, it was so nice to be out there – traipsing around that muddy field, with all the other weary parents following their dearest darlings in the endless search for that elusive “perfect pumpkin”.
Believe me, there were plenty of imperfect pumpkins in that patch!
The whole pumpkin patch thing? It’s really not about the pumpkins at all. It’s a bit like Christmas, Thanksgiving, 4th of July – just a great excuse for a family photo!
All in all, it was definitely one of those weekends where we could look at each other and say “Well, this is a pretty nice place to live, huh?“.
You can’t ask for much more than that, can you?