



Finally, to make money, Steven's been raking leaves for neighbors. They've been very generous, and although he tells them he's doing it just to be nice, they insist that he put it in his mission fund. We have great LDS neighbors!

Steve with his Gremlin pumpkin
Monday night we made carameled apples and carved pumpkins for Family Night. In the past, we've gone to a pumpkin patch to let the kids each pick one out. This year we were too busy, so Steve took the kids down to Albertson's to pick them out.
Steven insisted on carving his pumpkin all by himself this year. He made a very detailed witch. It turned out great! (Dad ended up "helping" a little to speed things along--Steven needed to go to bed!)
Ben was a mad scientist--complete with a balding white wig and safety goggles, but when anyone asked him, he replied, "I'm my dad!"
Steven dressed as Dracula. (We never got a picture of him, though!) The middle schoolers were allowed to dress up for school, so he wore his costume all day. He started out wearing a black wig, but by the end of the day, it looked like a dead rat, so he didn't want to wear it trick or treating.
The kids didn't want to stay at the church for the dinner or "trunk or treating." They wanted to come home so they could go out with friends. Trick or treating was a new experience this year. Steve and Sophia stayed home to pass out the candy while I went out with Ben and his friends, Connor and Ethan. Rachel went with her friend, Christine and Christine's mom and sister. Steven and his friends, Nik, Zak, Kyle, Sam, and Aaron, decided they didn't want any adults hampering their progress, so we let them all go together. They had cell phones and set boundaries and an 8:00 curfew to adhere to. They were home before 8:00, so we'll let them do it again next year! They all came home with lots of loot. They've gotten wise over the years. They're keeping it stashed in their bedrooms so Dad and Mom can't eat any of it. (We told them if we saw any of it down here, it was ours! We didn't want Leia, the dog, to get into any of it!)
By the time Foreigner started, the stadium was full. They turned the amps up to 11 - that's one louder than 10, if you're not familiar with Spinal Tap. Tammy's favorite song was Urgent- a Sax solo that knocked her shoes off. Literally.
Finally, Def Leppard came out. They proved that this is really their tour. My apologies to the guy next to me. Wow! Foreigner and Styx were loud, but only painfully loud. If the amps were at 11 before, they jumped to 111 for Def Leppard. We had to lean toward the stage to keep from being knocked over by the thump of the bass guitar. I'm guessing this has something to do with the ringing in my ears this morning. Congratulations, Gents, you've proven that Def is all yours.
Any one of these groups was worth the ticket price. All 3 together was, like, 3 times as good. Plus, we go the fun of watching everyone there (Yes, Jackie, we saw you gettin' Def with your friends). Believe it or not, we weren't the oldest ones there- most of their fans were listening to these groups in the late 70's, so many of the concert goers were 5-10 years older than us. Many had been drinking, some had desperate looks in their eyes, a few were smoking some brand of cigarette I hadn't smelled before...
So I'm looking for another concert to go to. I'm not sure what could top this one, but it would be fun to get a group of friends together for the next big concert.
-- Steve
So far, we've ridden in the boat (Steven wakeboarded!), roasted hot dogs and marshmallows, played all kinds of games, changed 657 dirty diapers, and eaten 7 million calories. It's the perfect 4th of July vacation!