"What time are we going?" That is the question that was asked more than a few times in our home yesterday. We did our traditional Halloween party with our surrounding neighbors and then we ALL set out to trick or treat. There were A LOT of children and they were EVERYWHERE. Honestly, it was a little stressful. Thankfully, the children were quite oblivious to the chaos, their concerns being what house to go to next and keeping track of their accumulation of candy. Mason-Kate figured out quickly that the only thing she needed to do for a treat was to walk up and smile. Of course, I told her to say "Trick or Treat" and she retorted, "I can't say dat!" so she substituted with "Please" and "Thank You." By the end of our evening, the childrens question turned from "What time are we going?" to "Can we go home?" Luckily, we did decide to call it a night when we did....literally a minute following our arrival home, it not only rained, it POURED. The Trick or Treaters were gone and the trading of the candy began. Mason-Kate was up to her old tricks of being sly. As the boys were concentrating on the fair trade market, MK was busy stealing a piece here and taking a piece there from their loot.
The boys made pinatas in Spanish class this week. Our butterfly princess.
What happens when you go to the pumpkin patch late in the season? You wind up coming home with Charlie Brown's pumpkin, not perfect but in need of a little character. The children were proud so that is all that really matters. The second pic is of the children dancing to the Monster Mash!
And, last but not least, us. Not often do we dress up. However, we were invited to an adult only party in the neighborhood and being the social bugs that we are, we were happy to attend! Problem? No costume. An hour before the party was to begin, we were slated to go as Dorothy and the Scarecrow (with allergies not doubt as we did not have any hay to complete the costume!) from the Wizard of Oz. I was on the phone with a friend who mentioned the above idea....I shared it with Ryan and before I could even finish the description, he was busy making our shirts. We got several laughs.
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