Halloween

A rainy, blustery day today. Walter went to orienteering, and, again, I smiled as the Norwegian men, boys and girls filed past me, jogging in the rain with their headlamps, long underwear, running shoes, and rain slickers. Mark is off with Bill to his first night of horseback riding. Actually the kids don't ride every night (tonight they were going to be polishing saddles). I am home alone procrastinating (I have writing to do and must do it!). Earlier today I gave a talk to teachers in training on Asperger's and ADD.

We didn't celebrate Halloween, though it's a growing presence in Norway. Some Norwegians see the holiday as a sign of American cultural imperialism, and they steadfastly turn off their lights and close their blinds, but in a number of neighborhoods kids trick or treat and parents get together to socialize.

Three hours later....

A first. After running through the woods for an hour and a half in the rain with his boots, headgear, waterproof pants and map, Walter said, and Bill too witnessed this statement, "I'm tired and I think I want to rest."

Mark seemed enamored with the horses, fed them some hay, and is eager to ride.

Cheers,

Martha