Who's That Coming Down the Street?

Are they shovels or are they feet?

Lean and lanky, skin and bones,

With clothes a scarecrow would hate to own...

I first saw the movie The Adventure's of Ichabod and Mr. Toad when I started dating Sam back in high school. He used to hum and sing these songs all the time, which I thought was adorable.

(Now, guys might not think that's a manly enough compliment, but trust me, it is. I wanted to kiss on those comely lips every time he hummed a tune. My guy is not only dashingly handsome, he's fun and quite charming).

Back to the subject at hand- Here's a clip (just under 3 minutes long):

Sam bought the movie and we watched it with the kids tonight. They loved it. I highly recommend it. And while watching, I (re)learned three things:

1. Hearing my kids' laughs are about the most delightful sounds I have ever heard.

2. I don't know how I managed to hook Sam, but I'm so glad I've got him. He's fun!

3. Though we have different frames, Ichabod and I are kindred souls. (This is slightly disconcerting).

YOU KNOW...
If you want a REAL treat this Halloween season, you should read the original short story; The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. I promise you, you won't be sorry.
Washington Irving is magical with words.
Delightful.
'Tis the Season!
I'm tempted to give a copy of that story out to every Trick Or Treater for Halloween, in lieu of goodies, I like it so much.


::: (imagining a pumpkin bowl full of books) :::

COME to think of it -
I'll stick with the fun size candy. Heaven forbid that I be put in the same category as those lame dentists and health nuts -- who attempt to subdue the cheap, sugared profligacy that is trick•or•treating -- by giving out the likes of toothbrushes and raisins... EEK!
That's a scary thought