Scattered Thoughts . . .

Batman and Elsa visited us last night... Last night was a night of trick-or-treating for the grandchildren... out into the bone-chilling dampness of a Halloween night in the 30s... as Gee and I stayed warm and comfortable at home in front of a fire in the fireplace. When the kids returned to the house after trick-or-treating they had stories of seeing friends, visiting the firehouse, dinner at Zachary's Pizza with mommy, and having illuminated plastic pumpkins full of candy! I managed to capture a few photos of them, as always... A very happy Elsa... "I'm Batmannnn!" Phantom of the Opera?  Or, Caped Crusader of Gotham?  It looks like Batman has some hidden talents... or he is giving away his true identity?

Miss Mackenzie at the head of our table at The Munich Haus. While we were all out to dinner on Saturday night of our long train show weekend, our little Mackenzie created a new identity for herself... an alter ego... and, in the process, she invited us in for a more intimate glimpse of her own developing personality... During our more formal dinner out at a German Festhaus (I will write more about this dinner and Festhaus later), the 33 month old Kenzie asked to be taken to the potty. This polite and responsible request alone deserves some positive reinforcement but this is not the subject of this blog entry. The subject of this blog entry is about a little girl's imagination while in a land far from home and while in a rather noisy and unfamiliar cultural restaurant with her family... Liza quickly ushered Kenzie to the ladies room. While in the ladies room, a woman was taken with Miss Mackenzie's presence, behavior and personality and asked Kenzie for her name. Kenzie