My....well our love for Halloween

Now I usually don't DARE speak for the Golden Child, but on this rare occasion I may say that our interests are exactly the same...we LOVE Halloween!

Ever since before we were born our dear mother had a knack for crafts and making adorable decorations out of wood.  She would often get together with some of her friends and get design ideas from the endless volumes of craft books she had.  They would plan, the plot, cut, and paint the best holiday decorations for every season.  I believe that from this unparalleled holiday fervor sprang our delight and excitement for every single holiday during the year.

Halloween, every child's dream, FREE CANDY!  I remember being so excited for "Halloween Season".  Countless cobwebs and scary scenes strewn about the house.  It seemed like every year we had a new addition to our festive collection, one year I even endeavored to mimic my mother and her crafty-ness by making a decorative bat.....no it doesn't fly on its own or light up but it's dang cute!  I honestly have hundreds of Halloween stories I could tell ranging from walking miles to a mansion just to get the prized King Sized candy bars, to getting my candy stolen by some jerk when I was 7 years old.  But let's focus on the now.  Here I am, a college student in my twenties, but instead of making wooden bats my projects have evolved to my costume.

I took a small poll from friends before this past Halloween and was baffled to see how many of them (how many of YOU) weren't planning on dressing up for school on Halloween.  It seems common sense to me, a free pass to be whatever I want for a day...you better believe I'll take the bull by the horns and live it up!

To all you dear readers, you may already know (from previous posts) what I was going to be, and to the rest of you...you'll soon find out.  I'll stop beating around the bush and just show you what I mean.  This is what my Halloween 2013 consisted of

I went into a random class of over 450 students dressed as Clark Kent, after about 15 minutes my phone rang out the classic Superman Theme.  Answering the call of a citizen in distress: "What?....Where......?  I'm on my way!" And up, up and AWAY!  You're NEVER to old to celebrate your favorite holidays, you just need to be creative, and yes, aside from the 15 minutes of that class, I did wear my Superman costume the whole day.

Self empowerment

That's to the "Challenge" that was made to me in an earlier post.  Pshhh I mean come on, why wouldn't you take a bet that is a guaranteed win.

On my first day of kindergarten I walked to school, since it was only a bloc and a half away from the first house of my childhood.  Since I was in the afternoon session, I came in about lunchtime for my brothers (both of them attending the same Lena Whitmore Elementary School.  I was excited to explore this great new world (I remember being twice as excited since I got out of school at the same time as my older brothers).  Was I out of my comfort zone?  Sure thing.  Did I LOVE my time there?  I look back at my years walking those halls and running on that playground fondly.  What am I getting at here?  People, I know for a fact I had some rough days, I remember getting sent to the principle's office on several occasions, walking home, hands shaking with fear because I KNEW I was in so much trouble with every adult in my life.  BUT that's not what matters most.  What matters most is what we've accomplished in our lives.

Why not be positive?  You've done so much already.  If you're reading this you have access to the internet, and the world is yours.  Feel empowered, because you have the ability to do great things.  From kindergarten to now, look at what you've done.  Leave a comment about something you did in your life.  From overcoming your fear and sharing something for show and tell in the first grade.  Or mustering the courage to raise your hand for the first time in class.  It's all about the little things here, and they all count.  Why am I so positive....why not?

School, school, school

While The Golden child has been receiving the glory and attention that comes from a beautiful addition to our ever-growing family.  I love my dear family, annnnd the girls keep coming.  I now have five BEAUTIFUL nieces.  For any of you who may have nephews from the age 0 to 5 years old...watch out for two reasons, 1) They are indeed beautiful. 2) I have a history of being VERY defensive of the women in my life.  That being said, I actually have some things to say about my life.

 I have started my Junior year at Utah State University, and I love it.  This school has so much to offer its students, I can hardly keep up with all the opportunities at my door.

For my whole life I have been one of those kids who has trouble sleeping before the first day of school from being so excited.  Although sleeping habits have changed now, I still enjoy school....except I can't seem to escape this conversation.  "Oh are you John Mosman's little brother?"  GAH!  I mean I expected it in Junior High, and High School, sure.  Hometown, siblings, same teachers, blah blah blah I get it.  But here?  Come on, 600 miles away from my beloved Moscow, Idaho and (I kid you not) TODAY a friend from John's mission stops me "Are you Dan?  John Mosman's little brother?"  Come on people.  But, in all honesty I invariably smile, and with pride answer, "Yes".  Welcome to another school year.