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walbournIt was a busy weekend with Rhys in town, and the first 'full-on' Kid's Halloween of my adult life. Friday ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cuddlyeconomist brought him over to the Microsoft campus for the company trick-o-treat event. With this being the first year for the new Commons and Studios West campus where I'm located, it was a madhouse with huge crowds of Microsofties and their progeny (or should it be "spawn"?). He had a good time, and I'm sure most of my co-workers were thinking some variation of "I didn't know Chuck had a son?" and "I always thought he was gay?"
Saturday evening we hosted a Halloween party for Rhys. We had about 8 kids and about 12 adults over including some of my neighbors who I have only recently met--they were in the houses behind us and we met them because of the fencing project. The kids enjoyed the yard and turning Rhys' room into a disaster area, and the adults seemed to enjoy mellow conversation and punch. A group of us includingdrakemonger took the kids around the immediate neighborhood for door-to-door trick-o-treat. It was a little surreal for me, and I don't recall a group of adults shadowing me around as a child. Then again, I grew up on an Air Force base which was a closed neighborhood surrounded by barb-wire and guarded by guns and dogs so the adults never sweated it--gated communities only wish they were that secure. After most of the kids left, we played Apples-to-Apples and then Arkham Horror. Margo passed out about 10 minutes after Rhys did, which was sometime during the first round or two of play of Arkham. We ended up winning by playing her investigator for her for the next 2+ hours :>
The Apples-to-Apples game provided for some amusing moments. For those who haven't played it, one person (the judge, which rotates around the table) pulls out a random adjective or adverb card, and the rest of the players put down a card with a noun. The 'winner' of the round is the noun card the judge picks. Now when the judge is a six-year old, and you are playing the full-grown adult vocabulary version, it tends to be pretty amusing. Rhys has a better than average vocab, but his popular culture and history knowledge is still very limited. Adjective: visionary. Judge: Six-year-old boy. We play out six noun cards, and one of them includes Michelangelo. Six year old does not choose this card as a the best match for visonary. He chooses "Bird watching". His reasoning: Michelangelo is the crazy turtle, Donatello is the visionary one. Headsmack! To his credit, "Bird watching" was the only thing directly related to 'seeing' in the set of nouns...
cuddlyeconomist brought him over to the Microsoft campus for the company trick-o-treat event. With this being the first year for the new Commons and Studios West campus where I'm located, it was a madhouse with huge crowds of Microsofties and their progeny (or should it be "spawn"?). He had a good time, and I'm sure most of my co-workers were thinking some variation of "I didn't know Chuck had a son?" and "I always thought he was gay?"Saturday evening we hosted a Halloween party for Rhys. We had about 8 kids and about 12 adults over including some of my neighbors who I have only recently met--they were in the houses behind us and we met them because of the fencing project. The kids enjoyed the yard and turning Rhys' room into a disaster area, and the adults seemed to enjoy mellow conversation and punch. A group of us including
drakemonger took the kids around the immediate neighborhood for door-to-door trick-o-treat. It was a little surreal for me, and I don't recall a group of adults shadowing me around as a child. Then again, I grew up on an Air Force base which was a closed neighborhood surrounded by barb-wire and guarded by guns and dogs so the adults never sweated it--gated communities only wish they were that secure. After most of the kids left, we played Apples-to-Apples and then Arkham Horror. Margo passed out about 10 minutes after Rhys did, which was sometime during the first round or two of play of Arkham. We ended up winning by playing her investigator for her for the next 2+ hours :>The Apples-to-Apples game provided for some amusing moments. For those who haven't played it, one person (the judge, which rotates around the table) pulls out a random adjective or adverb card, and the rest of the players put down a card with a noun. The 'winner' of the round is the noun card the judge picks. Now when the judge is a six-year old, and you are playing the full-grown adult vocabulary version, it tends to be pretty amusing. Rhys has a better than average vocab, but his popular culture and history knowledge is still very limited. Adjective: visionary. Judge: Six-year-old boy. We play out six noun cards, and one of them includes Michelangelo. Six year old does not choose this card as a the best match for visonary. He chooses "Bird watching". His reasoning: Michelangelo is the crazy turtle, Donatello is the visionary one. Headsmack! To his credit, "Bird watching" was the only thing directly related to 'seeing' in the set of nouns...
