We're all in candy detox right now so the memories of Halloween don't seem so golden yet, but I'll share them while they're fresh anyway.
This year we skipped the fancy internet patterns and the dremmel. Emily drew a face on her pumpkin, which was carved by a semi-responsible adult and Jane gave some general marching orders to daddy, who made her wishes into pumpkin reality.
(Emily's is on the left, Jane's on the right)
Someday, when Emily's a mom, she will appreciate the all the school holiday parties we attended. I look forward to the day when I can just send her to school with some juice boxes and tell her to have a fun time. Of course, this will mean that I'm no longer cool, but I will do my best to accept the downgrade gracefully.
Here she is, as Mavis the Vampire at her school party:
Just a few hours later, it was time to go trick or treating with Jane, who made an adorable Merida.
Grandma and Grandpa rolled into town just before the festivities began and came to wish the kids a happy Halloween.
And then we were off.
It was exceptionally windy this year so that red wig didn't last long. Jane lasted longer than the wig, toughing it out for about two hours and Emily lasted about two and a half before she fell and skinned her knee. They both outlasted me. I came home to switch with Chris halfway through, in accordance with our traditional Halloween agreement.
The kids were rewarded with plenty of loot:
A couple days later we discovered how much joy $20 could buy in the Halloween clearance aisle. The answer is a lot of joy. The dress up box o'erfloweth.
And now... less than two months left of the kids watching the Nightmare before Christmas. Because it's both a Halloween and a Christmas movie. Thanks, Tim Burton, you weirdo freak.
1 comment:
It was a great Halloween... And I feel the same about The Nightmare Before Christmas.
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