A little history I found on the glorious world wide web about Garden Gnomes:
(some cute gnomes that sit in my neighbors flower bed. Thinking that I should get a few of these little guys)
The international family of gardening gnomes dates back to the era when the form of the globe consolidated out of Chaos, and the forces responsible for precious and base metals and precious stones implanted them beneath the surface of the earth. Unlike men, gnomes learn from the past and they also have the ability to predict and learn from the future.
Their name derives from the Greek word gignosko, meaning 'to learn, understand' and the principal gnome characteristic is an acute understanding of every aspect of the Cosmos.
Garden gnomes are about 12 centimeters tall and formed in proportion. They resemble the original people of their host country, so that a Beijing garden gnome is Chinese in appearance, a Hairy Peruvian gnome resembles a native of Peru, and so on. Apart from their small size, a notable difference between gnomes and humans is their expression of ageless good humor. Garden gnomes lack the human facility for worrying, practice therapeutic festivity and consequently live for several hundred years.
The gnomes character is helpful and benign. Gignosko provides them with insight into the spirits of all animate and inanimate creatures and objects, so that they find it easy to influence and co-operate with trees, tools, animals, plants, and every other creation of the Cosmos and its inhabitants.
I have always loved these little guys. There is something about their pointy hats, and smallish size that awaken the feeling of childhood magic in me. For Halloween this year I decided to dress up my babies as boy/girl garden gnomes.
Jordan was not interested in going along with my little idea, so instead he decided on a scary "devilish" looking mask. (It has been interesting the last week or so with him running around the house scaring the babies with it. BTW - William DOES NOT like that mask one bit!)
While Jordan took the cool route and did his scavenger for sugary goodness with his friends, Chase, My mother, Punkin, and the babies walked from house to house as fast as Williams little feet would take him.
During the last two weeks, Charlotte has been learning about Halloween in her lessons, and was over joyed when "the day that it is okay to take candy from strangers" finally arrived. She would run up to every door announcing her presence gleefully shouting out "Trick or Treat" at every door. She was a PRO!
William followed in his brother and sisters footsteps all the while staying very close to us making sure that the "Scary ones" would not come anywhere near him.
They had so much fun going from home to home collecting all their sugary goodness.
At home, they have little scavenger bags that they carry around with them all the time. They are always collecting leaves, grass, flowers, toys, crackers and keeping it safely stored away in their satchel. They call these things their "treasures". So when we gave them their candy bags, and all these people started putting multiple candies in their bags, these candies became more then just candy. The candy became "treasures". They carried that bag as tight and as close to them as they could. Even mommy was not allowed to touch their bags. Even the neighbors giving them candy were not allowed to touch it to open it. They just would rather take the candy from their hands, say thank you, and place it in their bags them selves. It ended up to be a sort of long drawn out process, but they were happy with their system.
We even ran into a familiar friend. They were so excited to see him, and chatted him up like they were the best of friends for years. I honestly think that seeing Scooby Doo was one of their highlights of the night.
Of course Scooby was not the only loved pooch that night. Our Service dog Punkin was loved by all, young and old. He was in doggie heaven from all the attention that he was getting tonight.
I hope everyone had a very blessed and safe Halloween!